You wanted to breach
You wanted to say
But that was on your mind the other day
How can I help you when you’re bottled up inside
I can help you find a way to pass some time
You’re just a naughty boy with your spray can
You’re just a critic that I can’t be around
You ride your bike halfway through town
You much prefer when the leaves are brown
But the paint begins to weigh you down
So down
And behind your that smile lays a frown
You’re just a naughty boy with your spray can
You’re just a critic that I can’t be around
And you’re dark
And you’re dark
And you’re dark
And you’re dark
So dark
You’re just so dark
So dark
So so very dark