Thin Like Paper


It's alright if you got me wrong There's no way I'm giving up
Maybe it's right, or maybe it's wrong and you just don't see it
I know one thing for sure, your conversation doesn't cure
It's thin like paper and so are your words in the way they waiver
Tomorrow when we go our separate ways,
maybe you'll see the light you helped create, shining on its own
Up all night and you're telling me, what you think I should be
You must be numb, because right now I swear I can't help but feel it
And if I know one thing, no matter how hard I sing,
you just won't hear me,
because right now you couldn't be much more near me
Tomorrow when we go our separate ways,
maybe you'll see the light you helped create, shining on its own
Think you have all the answers
Dim skies crop your words, unsure, unrehearsed
As if to tell you, that they can't trust you
All sighs and, you're trying, to take the feeling out of this
But you can't take it out of me
Think you have all the answers, but you can't
You can't take this away







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