On Paper
You hate star signs and so do I
We're extroverts and hate to be alone
Always too scared to open up, yeah
'Cause we've been hurt before and given up on love
Everybody else around us says we're too alike, you and I
But maybe similar things can attract sometimes
We don't work on paper, but I can read between the lines
You know how to speak my language, when I don't have the words to write
The way you push and pull me, it makes me lose my mind
But baby, I'm not complaining, mm, that we don't work on paper
We don't work on paper
We both long for affection
But when feelings show up, we tend to run
We hide behind irrational insecurities
And laugh through it all, so nobody sees
We both lie when it gets too much
Everybody else around us says we're too alike, you and I
But maybe similar things can attract sometimes
We don't work on paper, but I can read between the lines
You know how to speak my language, when I don't have the words to write
The way you push and pull me, it makes me lose my mind
But baby, I'm not complaining, ooh, that we don't work on-
They may say that we're too young
Wasted and reckless and dumb
But even though it could get ugly
Just promise that you'll still love me
They may be right, but I don't care
We don't work on paper, but I can read between the lines
You know how to speak my language, when I don't have the words to write
The way you push and pull me, is something I won't fight
Baby, I'm not complaining, mm, that we don't work on paper
We're extroverts and hate to be alone
Always too scared to open up, yeah
'Cause we've been hurt before and given up on love
Everybody else around us says we're too alike, you and I
But maybe similar things can attract sometimes
We don't work on paper, but I can read between the lines
You know how to speak my language, when I don't have the words to write
The way you push and pull me, it makes me lose my mind
But baby, I'm not complaining, mm, that we don't work on paper
We don't work on paper
We both long for affection
But when feelings show up, we tend to run
We hide behind irrational insecurities
And laugh through it all, so nobody sees
We both lie when it gets too much
Everybody else around us says we're too alike, you and I
But maybe similar things can attract sometimes
We don't work on paper, but I can read between the lines
You know how to speak my language, when I don't have the words to write
The way you push and pull me, it makes me lose my mind
But baby, I'm not complaining, ooh, that we don't work on-
They may say that we're too young
Wasted and reckless and dumb
But even though it could get ugly
Just promise that you'll still love me
They may be right, but I don't care
We don't work on paper, but I can read between the lines
You know how to speak my language, when I don't have the words to write
The way you push and pull me, is something I won't fight
Baby, I'm not complaining, mm, that we don't work on paper
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Writer(s): Lisa Scinta
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