Baby, don't yell
You're tearing a hole right through the walls of everything we used to know
I'm building a place, something amazing, just for the sake of saving us
From under the sun, two plastic hearts with nowhere to run
We're rolling the dice on whatever's left, 'cause God only knows that we could use the rest
Me and you, living under a paper moon
'Cause real life just isn't right, let's fabricate
Me and you, living under a paper moon
This real life just isn't right, let's get away
Let's fabricate
Baby, don't fret
At least we're alive with just enough breath to truly despise
The hills in the carpet, knots in the ties that bind us so tightly to our waking lives
I'll build up a house, I'll build up an army of cellophane soldiers, cheap origami
To take back a piece of whatever's left of that little box that beats in your chest
Me and you, living under a paper moon
'Cause real life just isn't right, let's fabricate
Me and you, living under a paper moon
This real life just isn't right, let's get away
Let's fabricate
I'm building a place, something amazing, just for the sake of saving us
And whatever's left of that little box that beats in your chest
Me and you, living under a paper moon
'Cause real life just isn't right, let's fabricate
Me and you, living under a paper moon
This real life just isn't right, let's get away
This real life just isn't right, let's fabricate