Paper Mansions

Don't build for me, no paper mansions

That only stand, until you've gone

You paint the nastiest futures of anyone I know

You always leave me holding on to pretty words that glow

You've built a thousand mansions

Out of dreams that seem so strong

But they're always made of paper

Not of stone

Don't build for me, no paper mansions

That I can never call my own

For love can't live in paper mansions

That only stand, until you've gone

You've always been a dreamer, dear

And I'm a dreamer too

But I guess, I've had too many of the kind

That don't come true

So don't build me, no mansions

With paper walls, so thin

That only stand, until you leave again

Don't build for me