paper cries
telling lies
the promises you gave
from the grave of a broken heart
I sit here in my lonely room
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
I don't belong here.
paper cries
telling lies
the promises you gave
from the grave of a broken heart
I sit here in my lonely room
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
I don't belong here.