Paper Girl

Don't ask a question

Don't seek my trust

You don't look pretty when you smile

So don't smile at all

You loved me like a doctor

Horse don't run with a broken leg

You're a paper girl with paper eyes, you're a paper crop

And if you think it's your turn to ask a question, it's not

If you want money in your coffee

If you want secrets in your tea

Keep your paper heart away from me

Well, it must be hard

To be a pretty girl

Yeah, it must be hard

To watch your body growing old

And I'll be laughing in your head

Until I wanna stop

And if you think it's your turn to explain yourself, it's 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, you're still there

Now, you're singing in your electric chair

You'll burn if you're made of paper, you're gonna see

And if you want money in your coffee

If you want secrets in your tea

Keep your paper heart away from me

Oh, my paper girl

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