Promises - Many Rooms

Is this your word against mine

your hands are cold as ice

and will you ever regret

all the things you said

or are you loosing ties

and oh, how beautiful a lie

when it makes you feel like you can fly

Is this the part where you speak your mind

your mouth is blurring the lines

and have you done what you can

to destroy all my plans

or have you just started

and oh, how beautiful a lie

when it makes you feel like you can fly

and your wings are made of paper dreams

and paper futures

oh your wings are made of paper dreams

and paper futures

your words they cut like blades

when you run them across my pain

like you could just say anything

and I wont feel it

your hands theyre deadly traps

when you stick knifes into my back

and rip this heart out of my chest

that I already gave

and oh, how beautiful a lie

when it makes you feel like you can fly

and your wings are made of paper dreams

and paper futures

oh your wings are made of paper dreams

and paper futures