You see nothing to be adored, when obsession takes it's toll   You can't place you in between the pages of fashion magazines   Paper cuts from turning pages, just like a bad dream   Is it this or that or me that makes you owe? what you can't defeat      Boiled over burning clean toward the flesh blocks? in your knees   It's a lesson that just might keep suppressing appetites   Paper cuts from turning pages, just like a bad dream   Is it this or that or me that makes you owe? what      And I live this life just to bear these scars   Will the hurt subside, if you decide?   That's it's me and you this time   Is it you that always... is it you that decides      And I live this life just to bear these scars   Will the hurt subside, if you decide?   And I live this life just to bear these scars   Will the hurt subside, if you decide?