Letra de Should Have Been A Painter

We watched the sunset from an industrial apartment complex
I was congested
You probably killed half a pack
And as the smell of smoke and sweat wove itself into our clothing fabric
You spoke a sour truth that I wanted to get back
Come on, give it back
Radiator hiss and the pipes that ping inside our hollow walls
Felt like the first kiss after coming home from a war
When you opened the side door from the driver’s seat and beckoned me in
So tell me exactly: What do you think I came here for?
I should have been a painter
I should find a way to live a little better now
Tell me why we don’t end up where we expect to
I should have been a painter
I should find a way to live a little better now
Tell me why we don’t end up where we expect to
I should have been a painter
I should balance out the common and the colorful
Tell me why the two of us could never share a frame