I feel, woah I feel Star-crossed sometimes I plead to them sometimes Out here in the lawn It's human to feel But I feel, I feel I feel and it scares me A product of society What happened to teenage anxiety And not feeling at all Grenadine in a sunrise Five and it's goodnight But three is a good time I'll paint a picture, here it goes Warn you, I'm no Michelangelo But even he had to start somewhere Why not the unknown A sky of pink and purple hues Now that's a sky that I can cry out to Bike ride, bike riding No flashlight at night I got so lost I should have turned on Dupont Drive Instead I got mugged in the yard Now I'm numb, I'm numb Play dumb all I want I miss feeling I'll feel again if kills me Live or die oh I'll feel it all, all Grenadine in a sunrise Five and it's goodnight But three is a good time Canteen tequila reservoir Give me room and board, free Check in, asked if I'm alright But I'm not okay to speak I'll paint a picture, here it goes Warn you, I'm no Michelangelo But even he had to start somewhere Why not the unknown A sky of pink and purple hues Now that's a sky that I can cry out to I'll paint a picture, here it goes If only I were Michelangelo But I guess that would be unfair Cause all my work should be known I paint with these hands Pink and purple hues