Hearts are heavy, for they are many and I'm one. It's alarming how I've been charming everyone. You paint me on to be the one after which everyone chases. Have I become a legion of so many beautiful faces? The lullabies, they justify all of my changeable places. You paint me on, and when it's done, maybe I'm me when I'm naked. See my colors? Do you wonder where they'll go? Are we martyred by our armor? I don't know. You paint me on to be the one after which everyone chases. Have I become a legion of so many beautiful faces? The lullabies, they justify all of my changeable places. You paint me on, and when it's done, maybe I'm me when I'm naked.