I wanna tell you there's a really good reason Why I came home wasted in the middle of the night A tiny kingdom at the bottom of the trees Where I was always a winner and I was usually right Oh, you can watch it when you get a bit older But for now in the bad bits, I should cover your eyes She painted pictures with the tips of her fingers Sewing bu*tons to Bambi, tying strings to a kite Turning into black and white Underneath the swinging lights Buried awake But I still got my stripes 'cause you're the k**er with the colored kite I wanna tell you there's a really good reason Why I came down easy, spinning threads to your throne A tiny kingdom at the bottom of the trees Where I was always a winner and I was barely alone Turning into black and white Underneath the swinging lights Buried awake But I still got my stripes 'cause you're the k**er with the colored kite Tangled up to untie Don't know what to do Tangled up to untie Don't know what to do Turning into black and white Underneath the swinging lights Buried awake But I still got my stripes 'cause you're the k**er with the colored kite Turning into black and white