Paris (feat. Kimberly Townsend)

PARIS

Put the photos,

With happy faces you once had

In the dusty box under your bed

Don't play this stupid scissors game,

and cut the sweet history into pieces

Eyes that made you make that silly face,

They will fade

They will lose the spark

and the new shiny stars

Will take their place

and be the Paris

to your dark

I put the photos,

With happy faces we once had

In the dusty box under my bed.

I'm not playing stupid scissors games,

I won't cut sweet history into pieces

Eyes that made me make that silly face,

Oh, they will fade

They will lose their spark

And the new shiny stars

will take their place.

And be the Paris

to my dark

You were afraid of falling

but now it seems

You had a pillow

on the ground.

The hate is lost

Somewhere in the middle

and you're no more feeling

like a raging hound