Paper Dolls - Dirt Poor Robins

You got a sound like paper dolls

And you were reckless and you played too hard

And now we’re bearing

Your game is tearing

Us apart

And don’t you think we had enough?

We’re breaking up

I shatter at the fall

I’d hope that in the end

That you’d let the good guy win

You made it clear I’m all alone

And not cut out to make it on my own

My hands are wearing

Your games are tearing me

Apart

And don’t you think we had enough?

We’re breaking up

I shatter at the fall

I’d hope that in the end

You’d let the good guy win

Now that we’re near the end

Just let the good guy win