One girl leads to another.
Slow and hurtful hands
hold them together.
One heart in pieces.
Slow and hurtful hands
hold them together.
Lead me to your water hole.
hold me under baby
by your slow hurtful hands.
The only thing she took me
was for granted.
Pretty little pink bouquets
of roses on a doomed parade.
Ladies, paint your vultures white.
And, sell your doves
on any faithless night
who brings another boy along,
robbed and broken by your loves,
by your slow and hurtful hands.
The only thing she took me
was for granted.


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Paper Dolls song meanings
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