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Make Out Monday – Paper Houses

song cover

Lyrics Make Out Monday – Paper Houses

Text:

Wanna lie with you forever
In what’s left of the worst, oh
I’ve never seen you
Not lookin’ your best

White sands and cigarettes
Crashin’ like old regrets
If this ain’t it, then I
Don’t know what is

It’s rainin’ in the hills again
And I know it sucks but let’s pretend
I’ll call you when I need a friend
You’ll answer when hell freezes over
Practice penitence
Of glorious irrelevance
You needed me once, I
Know you did

I dreamed a dream
That we had it all
From our white paper houses
Overlooking the cars
The city was burnin’
Still, we smiled through it all
Now, like our white paper houses
Darlin’, we’re caught in the fire

Like the sex and drugs and rock ‘n’ roll
The past is unsustainable
The ballerina twirled and choked
And now she’s spinnin’ ?
I wanna make amends
For the smile that broke down at the stem

I loved you once
I know I said that I did

I dreamed a dream
That we had it all
From our white paper houses
Overlooking the cars
The city was burnin’
Still, we smiled through it all
Now, like our white paper houses
Darlin’, we’re burnin’ alive

I had it all to
To give to you, you
We’re burnin’ alive
We’re burnin’ alive
?
Like cheap perfume
We’re burnin’ alive
We’re burnin’ alive

I promised you a mansion
Then we settled for the hills
Told you we could have it all
Then I tore up your precious will
Party favors brought the guests
Spilled the bottle, spent the rent
Fillin’ empty houses with
Old, dead friends
If I told you I loved you
Could we have it all again?

I dreamed a dream
That we had it all
From our white paper houses
Overlooking the cars
The city was burnin’
Still, we smiled through it all
Now, like our white paper houses
Darlin’, we’re burnin’ alive

I dreamed a dream
That we had it all
From our white paper houses
Overlooking the cars
The city was burnin’
Still, we smiled through it all
Now, like our white paper houses
Darlin’, we’re burnin’ alive

I had it all to
To give to you, you
We’re burnin’ alive
We’re burnin’ alive
?
Like cheap perfume
Our white paper houses
Darlin’, we’re caught in the fire