They're out to get you aren't they? The kids, the man, the chicks, the breaks They don't care what you think anymore It doesn't matter anyway Joan of Arc, victim, perpetrator Just a paper machete
The truth is just a piece of clay You sculpt, you change, you hide then you erase You think you're brave? All the plans you made Behind my back and from far away? Truth is, face to face, you're a coward Sharp as a paper machete
Now I know you'd use anything, anyone To make yourself look clean In sickness, no vows mean anything So long cruelty So long, too late So long, my love is dead
Is there nothing you cannot replace? You speak lioness and damsel in distress so fluently Does your every single relation end in pain and misery?
You're a paper machete You're a paper macheteTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
