[Intro]
You say my name like it’s a blessing,
sugar on a serpent’s tongue.
Laugh lines hiding loaded questions,
every hug with hidden guns.
---
[Verse 1]
Walk in, all teeth and sunshine,
perfect script in every word.
You nod along like you’ve been listening,
but you only quote what you’ve overheard.
You tap my shoulder, say you’re “with me,”
eyes too bright, a little slow.
Every promise tastes like metal,
every compliment echoes hollow.
---
[Pre-Chorus]
You lean in closer, say “I’m on your side,”
but your pupils don’t know how to lie.
There’s a quiet weight between each breath—
I feel the blade before it slides.
---
[Chorus]
You wear a paper smile, folded just right,
crease at the corners, shining so bright.
Face to face, you look divine,
but your hand’s on the handle pressed to my spine.
You wear a paper smile, painted so clean,
hide all the venom under that sheen.
Say you’re here for me all the while—
but I see the knife through your paper smile.
---
[Verse 2]
You toast my name in crowded rooms,
say “Here’s to us” and clink the glass.
Every cheer feels like a funeral,
every joke cuts just too fast.
You write my worth in disappearing ink,
“Always, forever,” then you blink.
I taste the truth behind your teeth—
it’s all rehearsed, it’s never me.
---
[Pre-Chorus]
You lean in closer, say “You know I care,”
but your shadow never matches there.
There’s a tremor hiding in your laugh—
I hear the fracture in the act.
---
[Chorus]
You wear a paper smile, folded just right,
crease at the corners, shining so bright.
Face to face, you look divine,
but your hand’s on the handle pressed to my spine.
You wear a paper smile, painted so clean,
hide all the venom under that sheen.
Say you’re here for me all the while—
but I see the knife through your paper smile.
---
[Bridge]
How many times did I believe it?
How many times did I defend?
Called it stress, called it “you’re hurting,”
called it anything but what it is.
You trace a halo on my shoulder,
draw a target down my back.
Every “I’m proud of you” you offer
sounds like lining up the shot you’ll track.
---
[Breakdown]
Smile for the camera, teeth in a row.
Hands on my shoulders, never let go.
Say we’re a family, say we’re a team—
you hold the knife where no one can see.
---
[Final Chorus]
You wear a paper smile, folded just right,
crease at the corners, shining so bright.
Face to face, you look divine,
but your hand’s on the handle pressed to my spine.
You wear a paper smile, painted so clean,
hide all the venom under that sheen.
Say you’re here for me all the while—
but I feel the cut
behind your paper smile.
---
[Outro]
Keep your paper smile,
I’ll keep the scar.
You play your part—
I’ll watch from afar.
You say “trust me,”
I just nod this time.
Now I know the cost
of a paper smile.
---
Информация по комментариям в разработке