Achin' To Be Lyrics - Shoot The Moon - Pinhead Gunpowder

Well, she's kind of like an artist 

Sittin' on the floor 

She never finishes, she abandons 

Never shows a soul 

And she's kind of like a movie 

Everyone rushes to see 

And no one understands it 

Sitting in their seats 

She closes her mouth to speak and 

What comes out's a mystery 

She's thought about, not understood 

She's achin' to be 

Well, she dances alone in nightclubs 

Every other day of the week 

People look right through her 

Baby doll, check your cheek 

And she's kind of like a poet 

Who finds it hard to speak 

The colors come so slowly 

Like the colors down on the sheets 

She closes her mouth to speak and 

She closes her eyes to see 

She's thought about, not understood 

She's achin' to be 

Well, I've been achin' for a while now, friend 

I've been achin' hard for years 

Well, she's kind of like an artist 

Who uses paints no more 

She never shows you what she's doing 

She never shows a soul 

Well, I saw one of your pictures 

There was nothing that I could see 

If no one's on your canvas 

Well, I'm achin' to be 

She closes her mouth to speak and 

She closes her eyes to see 

She's thought about and only loved 

She's achin' to be just like me