Chapter 38 - PAPER CUTS

Chorus / 

Paper cuts in my hand

You could've told the truth a little bit better

Sores in my throats showing 

When I talk you can't really hear my words 

The AC is finally off

The leaves fell and it's time to dust

But you'll never be able to dust away 

Your last memory of me

Verse 1 / 

In your car and laughing about nothing much

I gave you corn bread that I baked 

I aimed for your heart and got your silence

It's never easy being someone like me

Cause when I love I love you hard and you hate I love you harder (I don't know)

Pre Chorus/

Who's genetics I've received

(When it came to how I treat my heart)

Why can't we talk about your family? 

(I guess it's just too fucking hard ) 

Too hard to open up to (me but why?)

When all we had was time

Chorus / 

Paper cuts in my hand

You could've told the truth a little bit better

Sores in my throats showing 

When I talk you can't really hear my words 

The AC is finally off

The leaves fell and it's time to dust

But you'll never be able to dust away 

Your last memory of me