I know that you're an artist   You're the hardest one to deal with   Everything that you conceal is revealed on your canvas   You find all of your ugly meanings   In the things I find beautiful   Do you see the fall is coming?   Come, I'm falling into you      You perceive all of these things I'd never have known   Love, will you turn out the lights?   Cause we're already home   Home      You painted me in pastels   Colors that don't tell of any boldness   Cause that's the way you love to see me,   So delicate, so weak, so little purpose   But your eyes are drawn of charcoal   They're black, they're so cold, they're so imperfect   Cause they see a sleeping world where waking isn't worth it      You perceive all of these things I'd never have known   Love, will you turn out the lights?   Cause we're already home   Home      Can you live without your lies?   I've had enough of you tonight      All of these things I'd never have known   Love, will you turn out the lights?   Cause we're already home   Home      You perceive all of these things I'd never have known   Love, will you turn out the lights?   Cause we're already home   Home