Paper Bag

I was staring at the sky,

Just looking for a star

To pray on, or wish on,

Or something like that

I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy

Whose reality I knew,

Was a hopeless to be had

But then the dove of hope began its downward slope

And I believed for a moment that my chances

Were approaching to be grabbed

But as it came down near,

So did a weary tear

I thought it was a bird,

But it was just a paper bag

Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad,

Oh it kills

'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up

I got to fold

'Cause these hands are too shaky to hold

Hunger hurts, but starving works,

When it costs too much to love

And I went crazy again today,

Looking for a strand to climb

Looking for a little hope

Baby said he couldn't stay,

Wouldn't put his lips to mine,

And a fail to kiss is a fail to cope

I said, 'Honey, I don't feel so good,

Don't feel justified

Come on put a little love here in my void,'

He said'It's all in your head,'

And I said, 'So's everything'

But he didn't get it I thought he was a man

But he was just a little boy

Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad,

Oh it kills

'Cause I know I'm a mess

He don't wanna clean up

I got to fold

'Cause these hands are too shaky to hold

Hunger hurts, but starving works,

When it costs too much to love

Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad,

Oh it kills

'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up

I got to fold

'Cause these hands are too shaky to hold

Hunger hurts, but starving works,

When it costs too much to love

Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad,

Oh it kills

'Cause I know I'm a mess

He don't wanna clean up I know

I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold

Hunger hurts, but starving works,

When it costs too much to love

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