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Someone help me take my last shot And lets leave this dim room I've made sure every bottle has had its share I'm lost hold me I'm stumbling threw it all But this picture I'm painting for you Hang it up on your wall its painted with these tears She hates you Lets except it and get closer to completition Where am I now? Laying here on your couch Are you an angel? Make me into a portrait I'm only 18 and not cool enough to forfeit Quit asking me if I've had enough I'll take my pain Write it in a picture story This room is sickeningly the same Let me throw up so I can tell you something I'm not ok I'm my mother's masterpeice From all these guilt trips And what have I done who have I done this with These things have nothing to prove Make me into a portrait SongtexteI'm only 18 and not cool enough to forfeit Quit asking me if I've had enough Paint it imperfect Just like this ugly face you try to pick up I'm not sad I haven't had enough This floor is my friend I swear it This stool is the most comforting This all thats left of me these days Not cool enough to be a masterpeice -To fractious to be yours Your to gorgeous...whats your name This masterpeice is yours to keep Aus Songtexte Mania