Many Rooms - Promises

Is this your word against mine
your hands are cold as ice
and will you ever regret
all the things that you said
or are you loosing ties

and oh, how beautiful a lie
when it makes you feel like you can fly

is this the part where you speak your mind
your mouth is blurring the lines
and have you done what you can
to destroy all my plans
or have you just started

and oh, how beautiful a lie
when it makes you feel like you can fly
and your wings are made of paper dreams and paper futures

your words they cut like blades
when you run them across my pain
like you could just say anything
and I won't feel it
your hands they're deadly traps
when you stick knives into my back
and rip this heart out of my chest
that I already gave