Dead Confederate - Flesh Colored Canvas lyrics

My vision's still blurred by the tricks that you turned I danced and fell back I laid open-eyed, drinking heart wine Soaking in all that I lacked A lover accused of standing abuse then Turning and running the track A pawn in the game that muses had made Somehow I always attract Tainted and twisted, my drinks double-fisted Aiming the path at a crash k**ing the time painting teeth with red wine Spitting color to your back A Pollock-like painting that don't keep you waiting, The feeling bleeds out of a gash Your cutting won't peel, the washing won't heal The meaning however abstract This is how I changed my mind A quick stroke of black on a flesh-colored canvas Emoting the sympathy left Seven strokes red aiming ends at your head Each for a sacrifice met Dark blue blurs on the ends of your curves The sadness you caused and I kept I tie it all in with a solid gold pen A frame to make sure that it's felt The medium bleeds but at least you can see A mirror can reach to your back It reminds you of me and what I stand to be With obvious subtle attach Lay on your side so it lasts a lifetime Learn from this simple abstract The painter has gone and you stand alone Gone with the tip of my hat This is how I changed my mind