[Verse 1]Brushstrokes, the more subtle the detailThe more they take a shape of their ownWell you're a promising paintingNext to the horrors that are waiting at homeA fresh coat, two creatures of comfortAnd we'd be lying if we thought this would look alrightWe can wait, we can trade this all for shabbier nights[Verse 2]Similar brushstrokesFrom a distance this image seems beautiful to you and IThe gruesome truth takes moving closer to be noticed by the naked eyeI'm told it's a fresh coat for two creatures of comfortAnd we'd be lying if we thought this would make it rightPerspective waits, it can cover up our lonelier nights[Bridge]Woah, woah, woah, woah[Verse 3]Brushstrokes, we've shown our true colorsMuseum quality, a work of art that's on displayA framed idea in shocking detail, local critics would sayYou see, I'm talking about a fresh coat for two creatures of comfortAnd we'd be lying if we thought this would look alrightWe'll wait, we can brush this off as quieter nightsWe can brush this off as quieter nightsWe can brush this off as quieter nightsWe can brush this off as quieter nights