paris has made me a man
Shared all my stories out loud
No one could hear them come out
Said all the things I thought you would hear
But nothing makes sense to a crowd
All that I want
Is my name to be heard when I talk
Thought they would care
But it took all I had to compare
Tell me that you understand
All the colors I hold in my hand
Tell me that I'm better now
That Paris has made me a man
Thought of the greats in my head
All of them made so much sense
Portraits and pictures on walls
My name left to scribble in stalls
All that I ask
Is for someone to love me at last
It's harder to hear
When you constantly cover your ears
Tell me that you understand
All the colors I hold in my hand
Tell me that I'm better now
That Paris has made me a man
Tell me that I'm everything
If you don't mean it just say it again
God does it hurt to feel like the worst
I'm too good at feeling so bad
Tell me that you understand
All the colors I hold in my hand
Tell me that I'm better now
That Paris has made me a man
Tell me that you understand
All the colors I hold in my hand
Tell me that I'm better now
That Paris has made me a man
No one could hear them come out
Said all the things I thought you would hear
But nothing makes sense to a crowd
All that I want
Is my name to be heard when I talk
Thought they would care
But it took all I had to compare
Tell me that you understand
All the colors I hold in my hand
Tell me that I'm better now
That Paris has made me a man
Thought of the greats in my head
All of them made so much sense
Portraits and pictures on walls
My name left to scribble in stalls
All that I ask
Is for someone to love me at last
It's harder to hear
When you constantly cover your ears
Tell me that you understand
All the colors I hold in my hand
Tell me that I'm better now
That Paris has made me a man
Tell me that I'm everything
If you don't mean it just say it again
God does it hurt to feel like the worst
I'm too good at feeling so bad
Tell me that you understand
All the colors I hold in my hand
Tell me that I'm better now
That Paris has made me a man
Tell me that you understand
All the colors I hold in my hand
Tell me that I'm better now
That Paris has made me a man
Credits
Writer(s): Ari Starace, Lauren Isenberg
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