Scissors Cut

"If they ever drop the bomb," you said,

"I'll find you in the flames."

But now we act like people

Who don't know each other's names.

Well, sometimes it makes me sad, you know.

Sometimes it makes me smile.

'Cause you know how the game goes, honey.

We all eat it once in awhile.

Scissors cut, paper covers rock

Breaks the shining scissor

You hurt me

I hurt her and she goes and we will miss her

Now, I look around at people

Playing children's games.

And I wonder if you're still thinking

You might find me somewhere in the flames.

Scissors cut, paper covers rock

Breaks the shining scissor

You hurt me

I hurt her and she goes and we will miss her