How can we sing when we're never sober? Don't know when to stop so it's never over I know that we are bad for us But doesn't being bad feel good? Burning for days like a supernova
How can we change? Neither of us want to Are we Ok? Well, it's like I told ya Our love is like a paper cut I know we're gonna mess it up I feel the weight pressing on my shoulder
So gimme that paper cut Gimme that paper cut Gimme that, gimme that
How can we change? Neither of us want to Are we Ok? Well, it's like I told ya Our love is like a paper cut I know we're gonna mess it up I feel the weight pressing on my shoulder
So gimme that paper cut Gimme that paper cut Gimme that, gimme that
Take off my dress with dirty fingers I must confess, we're dirty creatures Swear you'll never leave me We're fading now but I believe Not even God could come between us
So gimme that paper cut Gimme that paper cut Gimme that, gimme that
I don't care if everybody hates us 'Cause if you're mad, then, baby, I'm outrageous If this is love, then love is dangerous But I won't give up No, no, I won't give you up
So gimme that paper cut Gimme that paper cut Gimme that, gimme that
Take me down and drive me with you, baby I promise it won't faze me I promise it won't break me 'Cause I've been dreaming of an overdose That's wee I love you most Decompress and just let go
And gimme that paper cut Gimme that paper cut Gimme that, gimme that
I don't care if everybody hates us 'Cause if you're mad, then, baby, I'm outrageous If this is love, then love is dangerous But I won't give up No, no, I won't give you up
So gimme that paper cut Gimme that paper cut Gimme that, gimme that Gimme that paper cut Gimme that, gimme that
Compositores: John Robert Beck (Johnny Bivouac), Robert Edward Bradley, Lauren Henson ECAD: Obra #20683775