[intro] My life's in a frame Hung in a strange place The artist didn't sign their name But it is painted with grace [verse] People see what they see Through glasses of rose Not really looking at me I’m just one of the posed [verse] What you see on the surface Hides the truth underneath All the shades and bright colors Of what we want to believe [chorus] I don’t claim to be perfect My portrait is plain It will always be changing Won’t ever stay the same [verse] If you look really close All the details are there Like a finely drawn line You can find if you care [bridge] Are we more than a picture where we all seem ideal Take a moment to listen People will feel more real [chorus] I don’t claim to be perfect My portrait is plain It will always be changing Won’t ever stay the same [verse] In a gallery of lives The whole world is displayed Behind each face is a story That the smiles betray [Bridge] moments that define a life not always in view find them hidden on the canvas Let them guide you through [verse] When my time is ended Put the painting away Pull it out on occasion And remember to say [emotional outro] He didn’t claim to be perfect His portrait was plain But it was always changing It was never the same He didn’t claim to be perfect His portrait was plain But it was always changing It was never the same
