| Abm | Ebsus4 |
| I see a red door and I | want it painted black |
| Abm | Ebsus4 |
| No colours anymore I | want them to turn black |
| Abm | Gb | B | Abm |
| I | see the | girls walk by dressed | in their summer clothes |
| Gb | B | Gb | Db | |
| I | have to | turn my h | ead un | til my darkness goes |
| Abm | Ebsus4 |
| I see a line of cars and | they're all painted black |
| Abm | Ebsus4 |
| With flowers and my love both | never to come back |
| Abm | Gb | B | Abm |
| I see | people | turn their heads and | quickly look away |
| Gb | B | Gb | Db | |
| Like a | new born | baby | it just | happens every day |
| Abm | Ebsus4 |
| I look inside myself and | see my heart is black |
| Abm | Ebsus4 |
| I see my red door and I | want it painted black |
| Abm | Gb | B | Abm |
| Maybe | then I'll | fade away and | not have to face the facts |
| Gb | B | Gb | Db | |
| It's not | easy | facing | up when | your whole world is black |
| Abm | Ebsus4 |
| No more will my green sea go | turn a deeper blue |
| Abm | Ebsus4 |
| I could not foresee this thing | happening to you |
| Abm | Gb | B | Gb | Abm |
| If | I look | hard en | ough in | to the setting sun |
| Gb | B | Gb | Db | Ebsus4 | |
| My | love will | laugh with | me be | fore the morning | comes |
| Repeat first verse |
| Abm | Ebsus4 | |
| I wanna see your | face painted black, | black as night |
| Abm | Ebsus4 | |
| I | wanna see the sun blotted | out from the sky |
| Abm | Ebsus4 | Abm | |
| I wanna see it | painted, painted, painted, painted bl | ack, | yeah |