Little green little green it’s too odd to be true
I don’t think we had much but I think about you
Are you lonely too?

I know that there’s a place deep inside our heads
Where we like certain things to have a certain edge
But do we really need that?

Little green little green it’s such a stupid book
Lets turn the pages to something more honest and true
Like maybe yellow or blue

But if you mix them together they turn green anyway
So the pages they keep adding by itself until the day
That you know what you wanna
And i know that I wanted it too
But I don’t know if it’s for good

So, Little green I hope that you’ll grow greener
And maybe you’re my main muse
(cause) sittin on that chair sippin coffee with my little green book
I don’t know what’s more cute

Little green little green it’s still a stupid book
Lets rip the pages and write in something new
I know you’re into words too

Maybe we can rewrite a history or two
And maybe put in some false memories too
Where there’s only me and you

But the blue it kept weaving in, the light is shining too
So to be honest I don’t really understand where to put you
In this story where everything is blurred by a swirling force of green
That came not from me nor you

Yea the blue it kept weaving in, the light is shining too
So to be honest I don’t really understand what to make of you
In this story where everything is blurred by a swirling force of green
That came not from me nor you
How I’m glad i painted you

Little green, little green, little green, little green, little green, little green, little green
How I’m glad i painted you