– Recorded on June 7th, 2011 –
Download: Paper Cuts.mp3
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Hey Montana
You broke into my room to check my phone and laugh
You’re just like those girls
You think you know me from a couple random photographs
Make something big
Out of something so endemic and small
You take a swing
At the stupid little girl that you don’t know at all
You read my letters
To shut my lips
I see all those paper cuts on your finger tips
And Shh, they tell your stories
But I aint into forgiving tonight
So, here’s a ‘catch ya later’ lullaby
Oh sweet baby
I can’t be tamed, yet we’re so attached
But you stole my journal
And read all the parts when I was going fast
There’s something wrong
If you can blame me for the way that I was
You’re not that strong
If what you’re reading can be damaging
To both of us…
You read my letters
Then kiss my lips
I see all those paper cuts on your finger tips
Shh, come on baby
I aint into forgiving tonight
So, here’s a ‘catch ya later’ lullaby
Write it down and hide it in the drawer
Where no one ever looked before
But I forgot to lock the door
So now I know
It’s the same lame story
I read over every morning
Now I’m bored death
Yeah my words on this page
That I wrote down at every stage
At least, before you left
Made something big
Out of something so endemic and small
I’ll take that swing
At the stupid little girl that I don’t know at all
I read my letters
And touch my lips
To all those paper cuts on my finger tips
Say – Shh, come on Brandy
I aint into forgiving tonight
So, here’s a ‘catch ya later’ lullaby