Testo Paint Nothing

My wintertime came fast, I bought you a drawing pad
Then you told me you didn't like looking closely
You don't like walking home, you're not sure who you are
And no one knows about your scar
But I've told you to shut up once
Because you're never there, and you're too old to be scared

But I've been in lots of these bad bad situations
Paint nothing now
Paint nothing now
Paint nothing now

The summertime came fast, you still had your drawing pad
Then you told me you couldn't see correctly
You don't like holding hands, you don't like playing guitar
And no one knows about your scars
I've been in lots of these bad situations
You'll never get out of it easily

It's in the air. repetition is in the air

(I'm going to art school...)