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Oh, what a gift it is to be noticed
But it's nothin' to do with me
You've got to wonder if there's a reason to believe
It's a lifetime of learnin' to paint by numbers
Watchin' the colors 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
Holdin' 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 pickin' from one or the other
Kids with water guns, watch them run
It's a lifetime of learnin' to paint by numbers
Watchin' the colours run