Peach clean
on a silver screen
He goes lime green
at the thought of me
He’s got big dreams
like you can’t believe
Been mean
since 23

Dark blue
like a deep lagoon
3 girls
in a hotel room
Missed calls
ringing to the tune
of dark tones
in your attitude

Soft gold
like a centerfold
He’s got
no taste for the rock and roll
He’s so
uptight and I’m no control
No reason to let it grow
Chartreuse like an aging bruise
He speaks
soft words but it’s still abuse
I forget
when you sweet-sеduce
We’re in lovе
but it’s no excuse

Tell me nothing changes when you leave me
But I been making changes, please believe me.