Lyrics: Paint By Numbers

Oh, what a gift it is to be noticed

But it's nothing to do with me

You've got to wonder if there's a reason to believe


It's a lifetime of learning to paint by numbers

And watching the colours run


It's a little bit complicated when

They put an image in your head, and now you're stuck with it

You're the luckiest

Oh, the irony

Holding the weight of the American children whose hearts you break


Was it a tragedy when you told her

"I'm not even thirty-three"?

A little self-compassion, and a life within your means


It's a lifetime of picking from one or the other

Kids with water guns

Watch them run


It's a lifetime of learning to paint by numbers

And watching the colours run