Liquid Paper

Write my name on a piece of paper
Yeah
Fold me up, save me for later
Yeah
Lone survival of a cold revival
Yeah
Backseat driver with the holy bible
I don’t know but I don’t want to
You pick me up and let me drop you
I don’t know but I don’t want to
You pick me up and let me drop you
You pick me up and let me drop you
Make a plane with liquid paper
Yeah
Wired me out, no eraser
Yeah
Torn the choir of a school recital
Yeah
Burn them down, here’s me for my my arrival
Yeah
I don’t know but I don’t want to
You pick me up and let me drop you
I don’t know but I don’t want to
You pick me up and let me drop you
You pick me up and let me drop you
You pick me up and let me drop you
You pick me up and let me drop you
I don’t know but I don’t want to
You pick me up and let me drop you
I don’t know but I don’t want to
You pick me up and let me
Drop you
Drop you
Drop you
Drop you
You pick me up and let me drop you (drop you)
You pick me up and let me drop you (drop you)
You pick me up and let me drop you (drop you)
You pick me up and let me drop you (drop you)