I swipe it on before I speak
A glossy coat to hide the weak
The words are ready sharp and bright
But the tube decides the shade tonight
You ask me what I came here for
I smile and say"a little more"
But the colour's running off my lips
While my tongue is making tiny slips
I mean it when I mean it –that's the game
Paint it red call it passion not a frame
You can read my lips but not the fine print underneath
I mean it when I mean it –babe believe it
Mm believe it
I planned a speech with solid ground
But the mirror turned it upside down
Now every promise tastes like wax
I chew it slow and hide the facts
You tilt your head you catch the gleam
I swear I'm chasing a real dream
But the applicator knows the truth –
It's just a pigment I abuse
I mean it when I mean it –that's the game
Paint it red call it passion not a frame
You can read my lips but not the fine print underneath
I mean it when I mean it –babe believe it
Yeah believe it
What if I wiped it clean right now
Would you still hear the vow
Or would the silence sound like I don't care –
But I do I swear
I just don't know which colour's fair
I mean it when I mean it –that's the only law
Paint it over let them see what they saw
You can trace the outline but the centre's always blurred
I mean it when I mean it –take my word
Take my word word word!
Mean it when I
mean it
Intentions are just colours I borrow
