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Don't ask a questionDon't seek my trustYou don't look pretty when you smileSo don't smile at allYou loved me like a doctorHorse don't run with a broken legYou're a Paper Girl with Paper Eyes, you're a Paper CropAnd if you think it's your turn to ask a question, well it's notAnd if you want money in your coffeeIf you want secrets in your teaKeep your Paper heart away from meIt must be hardTo be a pretty girlIt must be hardTo watch your body growing oldAnd I'll be laughing in your head until I want to stopAnd if you think it's your turn to explain yourself, well it's notAnd if you want money in your coffeeIf you want secrets in your teaKeep your Paper heart away from meLetras de cancionesTables have turned, you're still thereNow you're singing in your electric chairYou'll burn if you're made of paper you're going to seeAnd if you want money in your coffeeIf you want secrets in your teaKeep your Paper heart away from me From Letras Mania