Lyrics:
Your record cost $3.99 Your record cost $2.99 Your record cost $1.99 And then it gets returned Your band's in the cut-out bin Your band's in
CARDBOARD CUTOUT Let us go through certain half-deserted streets Let us go and I will sing you my love song Streets that go like an argument that
of corrugated paper Unnerving cardboard cutout Unnerving cardboard cutout Unnerving cardboard cutout Unnerving cardboard cutout Spooks the neighbors when
Rise from the lake below Slitting my veins, bleed out Heart stops when Its cutout I'm just cold now Never again Ice in my veins On my own now Never
Glass jaw, alcohol whore Cardboard cutout lyin' on the floor Lame brain's drunk again Stupid dumb-dumb cold, plumb insane An alcohol whore is
gone but as long as we go on... i remember crayon-scrawled cards pasted with all cut-out hearts. black and white, it's overly dramatic all the colored
she should It's another busy day for the cut-out witch Silver threads for our heads need another stitch Golden needles in our eyes then we
I've gotta believe there's something more we're fighting for So give me a reason why I'm standing at the door I'm stuck in the mold of this cut-out
smiling? (Cardboard cut-outs) Oh, why do I feel so alone when all of us are here? Living vicariously through a bright, white screen is leaving an imprint
she should It's another busy day for the cut-out witch Silver threads for our heads need another stitch Golden needles in our eyes then we
Your cardboard cutout on the wall Your paper or your Barbie doll With perfect hair and a perfect dress I'm really just the perfect mess And I ain't
Cardboard cutout, sharp teeth smart mouth Smile big small waist, big hips cut paste Forgive me but you look familiar Prom queen mean chick, teen
Your cardboard cutout on the wall Your paper or your Barbie doll With perfect hair and a perfect dress I'm really just the perfect mess And I ain't
your pocket 'till you're bored I smile for a while Before it all breaks down Break the seal step out of line People may scream and shout I'm the cutout I
head Are different things Where'd she go Blood on the road Somebody call Chalk cutout of the fall Julia her name My world... No windows for the sun
down Because that's what you're told to do Haunting me The cut-out of a missing soul Distant beat Still echoing inside Living soul No amount of words
F Misfortune makes the devil's work cut-out for him C7 F God tries His best, puttin' His hands in all He
crib, or a new theatre So lemme state huh It's gettin late huh Yeah I wanted you but you've been playing games huh You're like a white cutout Within
Heil" smile and your fantasies As I slip into your collage of the dreams your product leant I don't wanna be your cutout I am not your perfect foil
doll Cardboard cutout Just like all the rest of them That don't know how to stand out From that one-trick crowd Oh you're just a paper doll, doll
I've gotta believe there's something more we're fighting for So give me a reason why I'm standing at the door I'm stuck in the mold of this cut-out
talk, newspaper word cutouts Speak no feeling, no, I don't believe you You don't care a bit, you don't care a bit Ransom notes keep falling out your
filling the air Stuck gazing down navel hallways Never loved her but you loved her always You've been praying at the altar of a cardboard cutout The empty
a cardboard cutout of your worst mistakes So change your ways or take this way to your grave Take me I'm ready to go home Telling all the lies Living
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