Paint It Black

I see your red door and I want to paint it 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 Never see the sight of me that changes every day  I want you to paint it, paint it, paint it, paint it black  Paint it, paint it, paint it, paint it black I want you to paint it, paint it, paint it, paint it black  No more will my...

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