Paper
That band drove all the way from El Paso Texas
Still had so much to say on that stage made of paper
Stage made of paper
You know they like performers with barren shoulders
Bitten lips or lips peeled open by
Someone's paper
Someone's paper (Oo)
I read the BBC gossip column and call it a day
Aware I'm wasting my time and patterns are taking their shape
But I never brought the ball point pen to the page
Because I'm always waiting
Sit down
You got your make up sex and a melt down
You want to know what's next
Why can't you live in the question?
Why can't you live in the question?
I believe
I believe faithfully
Given so much
I want to give it all up
For a second time round on the playground
From the second I found you I've been down
I read the BBC gossip column and call it a day
Aware I'm wasting my time and patterns are taking their shape
But I never brought the ball point pen to the page
Because I'm always waiting
You're not here to be honest
But you voice unlocks me regardless
I'm drunk on the thought of being loved by
Someone who's not you
Someone who's not you
Someone who's not you
I read the BBC gossip column and call it a day
Aware I'm wasting my time and patterns are taking their shape
But I never brought the ball point pen to the page
Because I'm always waiting
Always waiting
Always waiting
Always waiting
Still had so much to say on that stage made of paper
Stage made of paper
You know they like performers with barren shoulders
Bitten lips or lips peeled open by
Someone's paper
Someone's paper (Oo)
I read the BBC gossip column and call it a day
Aware I'm wasting my time and patterns are taking their shape
But I never brought the ball point pen to the page
Because I'm always waiting
Sit down
You got your make up sex and a melt down
You want to know what's next
Why can't you live in the question?
Why can't you live in the question?
I believe
I believe faithfully
Given so much
I want to give it all up
For a second time round on the playground
From the second I found you I've been down
I read the BBC gossip column and call it a day
Aware I'm wasting my time and patterns are taking their shape
But I never brought the ball point pen to the page
Because I'm always waiting
You're not here to be honest
But you voice unlocks me regardless
I'm drunk on the thought of being loved by
Someone who's not you
Someone who's not you
Someone who's not you
I read the BBC gossip column and call it a day
Aware I'm wasting my time and patterns are taking their shape
But I never brought the ball point pen to the page
Because I'm always waiting
Always waiting
Always waiting
Always waiting
Credits
Writer(s): Mackenzie Morris
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