Portrait No. 2 Lyrics

I'd like to paint a picture

Louder than holy scripture

Hollywood's masterpiece starring Della Reese

She's just nineteen

Born of angst and old pipe dreams

A punk rock queen to me in acid jeans

A thin white cigarette hangs like sudden death

From her red painted lips she takes a breath

Falls to ash till there's nothing left

Do you know what happens next

Stare into the eyes of your portrait

And tell me again

It don't look a bit like you

Oh

Oh

When I tire of painting

I speak my mind like an ass

Don't worry about the fee this one's on me

You know he's bound to miss you

But that's not the issue

It's what he means to you when your youth is through

When you're undrunk, wide awake in empty sheets

Will he be the one you never beat

In a lovers' game for keeps

Do you know what happens next

Stare into the eyes of your lover

And tell me again

It don't look a bit like him

Oh

Oh