Paper House

Knocking on my door
and you're calling out my name
But you [bad word] in til' I let you in

Knocking on my door
you keep calling out my name
But you [bad word] in until I say

To my
Paper house
To my
Paper house
To my
Paper house

Standing on my lawn
with the scissors in your hands
and you [bad word] in where you'd like

To my
Paper house
To my
Paper house
To my
Paper house

Rain's falling now
soaking right through these walls
I can see the sun it's shining

Rain's falling now
soaking right through these walls
I can see your form outside
of my
Paper house