Paint and Pillows - Julie Roberts

From concrete to shingles and every single nail

We drove to hold this house together

That stained glass door

Those hardwood floors cost a little more

But they made this place better

I ain’t nineteen, I ain’t naive

That ain’t the way I make my bed

I can’t believe you’re telling me

This home can be repaired

It’s gonna take more than paint and pillows

New curtains on these windows

To cover up all the trash you drug in

There ain’t a rug big enough to sweep it under

And just in case you wonder

I’d rather strike a match and watch it go up in smoke

It’s gonna take more than paint and pillows

You know these walls don’t have to talk

I knew it’s all intuition, I guess

That long dark hair on the back of my chair

Must be where she put her shoes on before she left

Everything she touched belonged to me

And I don’t want no tainted anything

The life we built, baby, you killed in just one night

It’s gonna take more than paint and pillows

New curtains on these windows

To cover up all the trash you drug in

There ain’t a rug big enough to sweep it under

And just in case you wonder

I’d rather strike a match and watch it go up in smoke

It’s gonna take more than paint and pillows

It’s gonna take more than paint and pillows

New curtains on these windows

To cover up all the trash you drug in

There ain’t a rug big enough to sweep it under

And just in case you wonder

I’d rather strike a match and watch it go up in smoke

It’s gonna take more than paint and pillows