papercut

papercut - Liana Flores

Composed by：liana flores

Perhaps you've not known before

To need someone and not be needed anymore

I know nobody's to blame

My tongue's still papercut speaking your name

Perhaps you don't understand

When I want you to care but now my worlds in your hands

What am I supposed to do

Pretend I'm happy for you

Waited all day to cry

Now I'm here my eyes are dry

Couldn't help you in the end

Don't know what I was looking to mend

Perhaps you've not sung a song

Of seeing yourself to every way come up wrong

The world can't hurt me no more

When I'm the very best at making myself sore