| Lately i’ve been spending a lot of time |
| Thinkin about my mistakes |
| And if i could rewind |
| Some of the choices that i’ve made |
| Oh, cause i’ve done a few things |
| That i am not proud of |
| I wish i could say that i’m sorry |
| But i couldn’t scream it loud enough |
| Just like paper dolls |
| Fully capable to burn |
| And underneath it all |
| Hand in hand to wait your turn |
| Then you’ll feel the flame |
| When it melts away your wings |
| Just like paper dolls |
| Now there some people |
| That i used to call my friends |
| But now they have chosen to make it their business |
| Turn others against me and try to convince them |
| To envision they’re in any position to judge |
| It’s ridiculous to see that you hate me so much |
| And write me off so easy like i never knew you |
| It’s ok fake bitches, cause i can write too |
| Just like paper dolls |
| Fully capable to burn |
| And underneath it all |
| Hand in hand to wait your turn |
| Then you’ll feel the flame |
| When it melts away your wings |
| Just like paper dolls |
| We are cut the same |
| Im paper, so are you |
| Im happy, saw the real you |
| I’ve moved on, why can’t you? |
| They’ll burn you too |
| Just like paper dolls |
| Fully capable to burn |
| And underneath it all |
| Hand in hand to wait your turn |
| Then you’ll feel the flame |
| When it melts away your wings |
| Just like paper dolls |
| We are cut the same |