Paramour

Take a little piece of me and throw it all away
Then question my identity
And vanish like a little flame smothered in the wind
But we both felt a little heat
And it's not that we don't need it
It's the fact we can't feel anything at all
Saw you draw your guns, said "stick em' up"
I'm a prisoner to the girl I used to know

Paramore, paramore
I feel like your paramore

Covered in complexity and flowers in her hair
And a heart pure as a child's soul
And you touched my mind in different ways than I have ever known
And I had never felt so whole
And it's the simple things I miss
When I'm driving in my car and you're not there
And I keep my eyes wide open
But I just can't seem to find her anywhere

Paramore, paramore
I feel like your paramore
Paramore, paramore
I feel like your paramore



Credits
Writer(s): T.j. Kingston
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