Paper Cut

I caught you making out with the back of your hand
I know I tear you down, but you're here in my bed again
You are a rattlesnake
Shoulda heard you coming, shoulda heard you coming
You are a paper cut
And the blood is running, and the blood is running

Oh man, I swear to God, you drive me insane
But I let you sabotage just about everything
I thought I'd had enough
But you keep me coming, but you keep me coming
You are a paper cut
And the blood is running, and the blood is running

Hey kids, eat your hearts out
We've got this figured out

We're a mess, but I don't care
No more, no less, a perfect mess
We're a mess, but I don't care
No more, no less, a perfect mess
We're a mess, but I don't care
No more, no less, a perfect mess
We're a mess, but I don't care
No more, no less, a perfect mess

Hey kids, eat your hearts out
We've got this figured out

You do your best to get up under my skin
Bite your nails, pull my hair
I don't care, I let you win
We're always making up
But you're good for nothing, but you're good for nothing
You are a paper cut
And the blood is running, and the blood is running

We're a mess, but I don't care
No more, no less, a perfect mess
We're a mess, but I don't care
No more, no less, a perfect mess
We're a mess, but I don't care
No more, no less, a perfect mess
We're a mess, but I don't care
No more, no less, a perfect mess
We're a mess, but I don't care
No more, no less, a perfect mess

Hey kids, eat your hearts out
We've got this figured out

La-da-da-da-da-da-da
La-da-da-da-da-da-da, da-da
La-da-da-da-da-da-da
La-da-da-da-da-da-da, da-da
La-da-da-da-da-da-da