letra de van gogh - mirwin
verse 1:
just met a woman she the new van gogh
pretty young thing, eyes bright like hope
took her left ear then i pulled her close
like, “what i gotta do to take this artwork home?”
you on the wall, got a brand new brush
pastel rose, like i made her blush
“you like my frame? my price won’t budge
this a gallery. just look, don’t touch.”
we took a detour, picked up some acrylics
red french tips had me tongue tied crimson
“i pray lovin’ you will last more than a minute
back in art class, clеan it up when i finish.”
“talk to me sweet, make a brand nеw piece
splatter your paint in my penthouse suite.”
we got the type of talent van gogh couldn’t reach
on an all white canvas, brand new sheets
just loved a woman she the new van gogh
pretty young thing, hands soft like home
she whispered to me “do it rough, don’t choke.”
i was up all night takin’ off her clothes
made my escape another hookup, history
she texted me back like “baby do you miss me?”
i said “d-mn things are movin’ too quickly
i hope you understand i’m not toxic, brittany.”
“i know you’re a k!ller, can you count all the bodies?
my ex treated me pretty d-mn ungodly
at the end of the day, am i just your colleague?
a tally in your bed frame? just another hobby?”
“i know you’re a freak, can you swallow your pride?
you ain’t the only woman that i’ve been deep inside.”
she snapped back quick “best believe you’ll find
a reason to cry, i’ll be dead inside.”
just left a woman she the new van gogh
pretty young thing, hair dark like coal
got a weird text in a few weeks though
said she wanted me to see her new art show
walked in the gallery and found her gaze
i looked at the ceiling ‘til she walked my way
she said “you look good, and i’m glad you came
i hope you like the way my self portrait hangs.”
stood on a chair and said “let’s make a new memory
i’ve seen many men who were oh so friendly
but that was all to play with my box like jeopardy
now i’m ‘bout to finally feel something so heavenly
this work of art’s for my quote unquote ex/
met him in this room, only used me for s-x.”
we all saw the noose wrap around her neck
then she kicked out the chair, took her last breath
look at that woman she the new van gogh
pretty young thing, lips cold like snow
she painted her neck with a last brush stroke
there’s a crimson bruise underneath that rope
you could hear a pin drop, looked around in shock
this performance art, that we wished we stopped
“it’s gotta be fake, right?” but i guess not
she’s six feet deep and i’m the one on top
i didn’t know much ‘cause i didn’t ask questions
her middle name judas like the one that left him
12 comes through and i fear they’re arrestin’
i’m sorry, brittany i’ve learned my lesson
talked to a therapist who said “that’s tragic
is that why you came in? if you don’t mind me askin’.”
“still see her layin’ on my mattress
it’s hard to make love, can’t close that casket.”
“what ever happened with you and the vikings?
well, i had to leave
why?
i’m not a viking or a king, or … or anything
so, what are you?
i’m me
well, that’s not very much, is it?”
“am i doing it right?
what are you talking about?
i still don’t understand the song
doesn’t matter. just keep telling the story.”
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