Promises

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