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 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 your 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