Paper Dolls

STOMACH BOOK

Compositor: Vivian Weeks

Can't remember how your blood tastes
What's in my head is just paper dolls, paper dolls
I wrap my arms around a haunted smiling shape
One last time, I hear you sing in the walls, sing in the walls

At night it's too cold to breathe
I wouldn't have it any other way, any other way
Let's share a delusion with wine and nicotine
Take a drag and then I wish you away, wish you away

And every time I cry it's about you
And every time I laugh it's for you too
So do your little dance around my room
I know I'm gonna join you soon

I'm at ten, this hurts a lot
You are just a stubborn stained idea, stained idea
Like a puppet with its strings cut, I laugh at God
An idol becomes a memory a memory

And every time I cry it's about you
And every time I laugh it's for you too
So do your little dance around my room
I know I'm gonna join you soon

And every time I cry it's about you
And every time I laugh it's for you too
So do your little dance around my room
I know I'm gonna join you soon

And every time I cry it's about you
And every time I laugh it's for you too
So do your little dance around my room
I know I'm gonna join you soon