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Text: American Idol. Paint It Black.

I see a red door and I want it painted black. . .
No colors anymore, I want them to turn black. . .
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes!
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes!

I see a line of cars and they're all painted black. . .
With flowers and my love both never to come back. . .
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away!
Like a newborn baby, it just happens everyday!

I look inside myself and see my heart is black. . .
I see my red door I must have it painted black. . .
Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts!
It's not easy facin' up when your whole world is black!

No more will my green see go turn a deeper blue. . .
I could not fore-see this thing happening to you. . .
If I look hard enough into the setting sun,
My love will laugh with me before the morning comes!


I see a red door and I want it painted black. . .
No colors anymore, I want them to turn black. . .
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes!
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes!

Hm hm hm hm hm hm hm hm hm hm hm hm. . . X4

Bridge:
I wanna see it painted! Painted black!
Black as night, black as coal!
I wanna see the sun, blotted out from the sky!
I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black! Yeah!

Hm hm hm hm hm hm hm hm hm hm hm hm. . . X4

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