Paper Girl

Don't ask a question Don't seek my trust You don't look pretty when you smile So don't smile at all You loved me like a doctor Horse don't run with a broken leg You're a paper girl with paper eyes, you're a paper crop And if you think it's your turn to ask a question, it's not If you want money in your coffee If you want secrets in your tea Keep your paper heart away from me Well it must be hard To be a pretty girl Yeah, it must be hard To watch your body growing old And I'll be laughing in your head until I want to stop And if you think it's your turn to explain yourself, it's not And if you want money in your coffee If you want secrets in your tea Keep your paper heart away from me The tables have turned, you're still there Now you're singing in your electric chair You'll burn if you're made of paper you're going to see And if you want money in your coffee If you want secrets in your tea Keep your paper heart away from me Oh, my paper girl Paper girl Paper girl Paper girl (ooh) Paper girl (ooh) Paper girl (ooh) Paper girl