Tony Lucca
Tony Lucca
Tony Lucca
Tony Lucca
Tony Lucca
Tony Lucca
Tony Lucca
Tony Lucca
Tony Lucca
Tony Lucca
Tony Lucca
Tony Lucca
Tony Lucca
Tony Lucca
Took that melancholy collar off my throat
Took some time to fix this hole here
At the bottom of my boat
Still sailing through these stormy seas
I glorify my tragedies
And add it to the love song I just wrote
Bittersweet this self pity of mine
I try so hard to shake it
Still i'm clinging to it all the time
That which doesn't kill me
Maybe someday might fulfill me
For now it's just the pain I seem to find
Everyday i tell myself I'm sane
Like a water color painter painting in the rain
Everyday she flows right through my veins
And my song remains the same
Find it hard to look most people in the eye
Trying to be that simple, subtle, sentimental kind of guy
I make a good impression
Save my constant coy confession
Self-deprecation rarely tells a lie
Everyday I tell myself i'm sane
Like a firefly dancer dancing in the rain
Everyday she flows right through my veins
And my song remains the same
Now just once I'd like to see the other side
And find out why I feel this need to constantly try to hide
Still i've gotta make it home and realize that i'm alone
Cook myself a great big plate of pride
Everyday i tell myself I'm sane
Like a water color painter painting in the rain
Everyday she flows right through my veins
And my song remains the same
Hey now every day
Like a watercolor painter in the rain
There she goes flowin through my veins
And my song remains the same
Said my song remains the same now
Yeah and I've got no one to blame
Why my songs be soundin' all the same
I don't know