Life on Earth
I've been trying to paint a masterpiece
But I've been colouring all the wrong things
We all fall down and skin our knees
Just keep running, let it bleed
Because you're already a masterpiece
Well I could have stayed here and I could have gone home
I could be with you or I could be alone
I could cry a river, I could write a song
I could get the whole world to sing along
I could have stayed here and I could have stayed home.
But we're not fallen angels,
ruined by the grass growing tall
when we find there's life on earth after all,
after all.
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
I've been talking to myself, but I don't make sense
I can't live on both sides of the fence
I can't make you happy, or hold your hand
And I don't want to be my own best friend
Talking to myself, but I don't make sense
But we're not fallen angels,
ruined by the grass growing tall
when we find there's life on earth after all,
after all.
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
I've been trying to paint a masterpiece
I've been trying to paint a masterpiece
I've been trying to paint a masterpiece
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
But we're not fallen angels,
ruined by the grass growing tall
when we find there's life on earth after all,
No we're not fallen angels
ruined by the grass growing tall
when we find there's life on earth after all,
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
But I've been colouring all the wrong things
We all fall down and skin our knees
Just keep running, let it bleed
Because you're already a masterpiece
Well I could have stayed here and I could have gone home
I could be with you or I could be alone
I could cry a river, I could write a song
I could get the whole world to sing along
I could have stayed here and I could have stayed home.
But we're not fallen angels,
ruined by the grass growing tall
when we find there's life on earth after all,
after all.
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
I've been talking to myself, but I don't make sense
I can't live on both sides of the fence
I can't make you happy, or hold your hand
And I don't want to be my own best friend
Talking to myself, but I don't make sense
But we're not fallen angels,
ruined by the grass growing tall
when we find there's life on earth after all,
after all.
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
I've been trying to paint a masterpiece
I've been trying to paint a masterpiece
I've been trying to paint a masterpiece
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
But we're not fallen angels,
ruined by the grass growing tall
when we find there's life on earth after all,
No we're not fallen angels
ruined by the grass growing tall
when we find there's life on earth after all,
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
Credits
Writer(s): Mike Roth, Sheila Carabine, Amanda Walther
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