Paper Lace

I heard you’re suffering
Come be a wild thing
Come run with Jackie, me, and this lady
The stupid house you made
Fell away like paper lace
Come run with Jackie, me, and this lady
And when you’re done crying to everyone
You can go back to your good home
She will be tired, but she’ll be glad
When you go back to your good home
And paper burns and paper fades
And paper crumples into ugly shapes
Come run with Jackie, me, and this lady
And when you’re done crying to everyone
You can go back to your good home
She will be tired, but she’ll be glad
When you go back to your good home
And when she’s done dancing with everyone
She will go back to your good home
She will be tired from loving everyone
But she’ll be glad that you’re back home
But for now, until you’re home
You ride with us
There was no way you could’ve known
About the things she didn’t know she couldn’t trust
(Oh sanctuary, oh sanctuary, oh sanctuary…)
Oh, for now, until you’re home
You ride with us
There was no way you could’ve known
About the things she didn’t know she couldn’t trust
(Oh sanctuary, oh sanctuary, oh sanctuary)
Oh, what’s in the world?
What’s in the world?
What’s in the hearts of pretty girls?
There’s nothing left inside the room you filled
With lion skins and laurels
Those were good ideas
But they weren’t diamonds and pearls