Paper Girl

Dont ask a question
Dont seek my trust
You dont look pretty when you smile
So dont smile at all
You loved me like a doctor
Horse dont run with a broken leg
Youre a Paper Girl with Paper Eyes, youre a Paper Crop
And if you think its your turn to ask a question, its not
And if you want money in your coffee
If you want secrets in your tea
Keep your Paper heart away from me
It must be hard
To be a Pretty Girl
It must be hard
To watch your body growing old
And Ill be laughing in your head until I want to stop
And if you think its your turn to explain yourself, its not
And if you want money in your coffee
If you want secrets in your tea
Keep your Paper heart away from me
The tables have turned, youre still there
Now youre singing in your electric chair
Youll burn if youre made of paper youre going to see
And if you want money in your coffee
If you want secrets in your tea
Keep your Paper heart away from me
Paper Girl
Paper Girl
Paper Girl
Paper Girl
Paper Girl
Paper Girl
Paper Girl
Paper Girl