I wanna tell you there's a really good reason
Why I came home wasted in the middle of the night
A tiny kingdom at the bottom of the trees
Where I was always a winner and I was usually right
Oh, you can watch it when you get a bit older
But for now in the bad bits, I should cover your eyes
She painted pictures with the tips of her fingers
Turning into black and white
Underneath the swinging lights
Buried awake
But I still got my stripes
'Cause you're the killer with the colored kite
I wanna tell you there's a really good reason
Why I came down easy, spinning threads to your throne
A tiny kingdom at the bottom of the trees
Where I was always a winner and I was barely alone
Turning into black and white
Underneath the swinging lights
Buried awake
But I still got my stripes
'Cause you're the killer with the colored kite
Tangled up, tongue tied
Don't know what to do
Tangled up, tongue tied
Don't know what to do
Turning into black and white
Underneath the swinging lights
Buried awake
But I still got my stripes
'Cause you're the killer with the colored kite
Turning into black and white