Cut Cut Paste (Demo Version)

Cut Cut Paste (Demo) - Tokyo Police Club

Cut cut paste

Cut cut

Pays to fish from the

Hole I cut in your ceiling

While you were sleeping

Dreaming of paisley pig in classy digs

My hook catches on your lip

And I reel you in

And as you rise up to my floor

The hook impairs our two tongues

And that's how we first kiss

It's something I still miss

You think I've lost my mind

Is this blood his or mine

'Cause when we kiss our scars align

As a trail of blood

Drips for both our chins

You awake in my living room

To see it's stained your moccasins

You cry out and ask

Where you are and who am I

And I tell you I need you

But you run and jump back down the hole

And that's how we first kiss

It's something I still miss