Vanessa Anne Hudgens. Paper Cut. Zeneszám

It's not a feeling like when you touch a flame
No, it's not like when someone calls you a bad name
It's not like the hurt when you slip and fall down
No, it's not like anyof these, what I've found is

Your love hurts like a paper cut, so sweet
never even feel the slice; you're so deep
It seems so hard as, but only at first
Cause like a paper cut the pain grows worse.

Oh, oh

It's not so much in the words that you don't say
It's when you act in the distant, cold way
It's more in your eyes how you look at me
Like you no longer care for what I see

Your love hurts like a paper cut, so sweet
never even feel the slice; you're so deep
It seems so hard as, but only at first
Cause like a paper cut the pain grows worse.

You had to go and show me just how good, your love could be
Then you threw it all away
Now I can't help but feel a brand new pain
So I'm asking baby, please stay.

Your love hurts like a paper cut, so sweet
never even feel the slice; you're so deep
It seems so hard as, but only at first
Cause like a paper cut the pain grows worse.

Oh, oh
Oh, oh
The pain grows worse
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
The pain grows worse
Oh, oh
The pains grows worse

(Merci a Fleur pour cettes paroles)