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Paper Cuts and Wasted Memories
Everyone was screaming,
screaming what I couldn’t hear….
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Free falling I’ve hit this bottle’s bottom
the product of my own desperation
cash it in for the five cents
you’re all that’s left and my time’s spent.
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You’re just another paper cut
that just missed my heart.
Another wasted dream
that never got its start.
Don’t count on finding you in my memories.
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Now maybe I’m just drunk but I can’t remember your face
(how much did you think I could take?
Stripped of that guise where’s your alibi?
where’s your alibi now)
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But I’m really not the one to blame
with each act comes a costume change
Curtain call, you’re act’s up
so take a bow and flash that smile
it’s all you have, just like they said
(just like they said)
Now’s the time you exit stage left.
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You’re just another paper cut
(sorry to say you’ve missed my heart.)
Just another wasted dream that’s lost its appeal
(how does that make you feel?)
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Here, this drink’s on me
thanks for everything you never gave
I think I can handle it from here
so best be on you’re way
‘Gotta date with the devil, wouldn’t wanna be late
cause you’re headed straight to the grave
(Straight to the grave for all you never gave
You won’t be missed when you’re gone.)
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You’re just another paper cut
that just missed my heart.
Another wasted dream
that never got its start.
Don’t count on finding you in my memories.
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(I’ve forgotten you’re face
I’ve forgotten you’re face
And what was your name?)
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Everyone was screaming, screaming, and now I can hear….