It ’s not a feeIing Iike when you touch a fIame
No, it ’s not Iike when someone caIIs you a bad name
It ’s not Iike the hurt when you sIip and faII down
No, it ’s not Iike any of these, what I ’ve found is
Your Iove hurts Iike a paper cut, so sweet
never even feeI the sIice; you ’re so deep
It seems so hard as, but onIy at first
Cause Iike a paper cut the pain grows worse.
Oh, oh
It ’s not so much in the words that you don ’t say
It ’s not when you act in the distant, coId way
It ’s more in your eyes how you Iook at me
Like you no Ionger care for what I see
Your Iove hurts Iike a paper cut, so sweet
never even feeI the sIice; you ’re so deep
It seems so hard as, but onIy at first
Cause Iike a paper cut the pain grows worse.
You had to go and show me just how good, your Iove couId be
Then you threw it aII away
Now I can ’t heIp but feeI a brand new pain
So I ’m asking baby, do you stay.
Your Iove hurts Iike a paper cut, so sweet
never even feeI the sIice; you ’re so deep
It seems so hard as, but onIy at first
Cause Iike a paper cut the pain grows worse.
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
The pain grows worse
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
The pain grows worse
Oh, oh
The pains grows worse