Painting Pictures

Your memories stayed even when you left
And I tried to do my best, to move on like you said
But my heart wouldn’t let me rest
So I occupy my time with all that I could find
To leave you far behind, but nothing worked
Now I painting pictures on the canvas of my mind
You’re still with me
Using the lines of my poor heart
Like a paint, by numbers gotten to what it used to be
Oh now I, painting pictures
It’s like this brush can’t heal the past
Because every color brings you back
When I feel like I’m off track
And I hurt so bad then
Yeah