Sitting in my paper house
Looking through the walls
I hear the breaking dishes
And the candle as it falls.
Burning house on paper hill
Rush to douse the fire
We just sit and laugh and stare
Tickled with desire.
Looking at our house of cards
On the bedroom floor
Laughing as we seal the windows
And lock the only door.
Then we spark another flame
And set the home ablaze
Laughing at the fiery light
That captivates our gaze.
Running from our paper lives
Stretched out way too thin
Transparent are our many lies
Translucent is our skin.
Giddy little children playing
Stupid little games
We laugh and cry and scream aloud
As our life goes up in flames.