LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizePaper Tigers
Well I've been huddled up aloneBy the fire even thoughI'm not exactly feeling coldAnd I've been bundled up for daysToo confused to be amazedAt all the icy water in my veinsWhy do I feel so alone?Yeah I've been moving in and outOf this old split-level houseAnd I'd just as soon burn the whole place down‘Cause I quit working lumberyardsTo build a mansion out of cardsBut I feel thin behind these paper wallsWhy do I feel so alone?‘Cause the angriest bark is always worse than the biteLike the ache in my chest that my heart didn't inviteBut if the prettiest romance isn't perfectly rightThat makes every love lost just a holiday every nightWell I've been painting through the nightIn the basement out of sightBrushing paper tigers black and white‘Cause come tomorrow afternoonI'll fill a helium balloonAnd set them free into the baby blue skySo they won't have to be alone‘Cause the angriest bark is always worse than the biteLike the ache in my chest that my heart didn't inviteBut if the prettiest romance isn't perfectly rightThat makes every love lost just a holiday every nightBut when I close these heavy lids after darkEach sweet dream is a targetAnd all my shots are so consistently wide of the mark‘Cause the angriest bark is always worse than the biteLike the ache in my chest that my heart didn't inviteBut if the prettiest romance isn't perfectly rightThat makes every love lost just a holiday every nightJust a holiday every nightJust a holiday every nightJust a holiday every nightWell I've been huddled up aloneBy the fire even thoughI'm not exactly feeling coldBut how my heartache hit the trailWhen a paper tiger tailFluttered down, I guess I'll never know
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