Beefy - Papercuts lyrics

We met 22 years back Fresh out the womb Now she consumes me No room for self these days And she's so demanding Do this, do that Don't forget to take your medicine I hate it when her face is invading my head again The welcome mat reads "please take off your shoes" She disregards the statement I've grown accustomed to bending my beliefs to Satisfy her needs But I'm fed up With plugging cuts every time they bleed So I dip my pen in the puddle What a bloody mess it's been Trying to end this struggle But I love her She's the reason for the lesions Man I love her I start bleeding when she's leaving And every scar on my fingertip is a reminder of All the lessons learned On my missions to try to find her but I'll sit alone until she comes back home And I'll be waiting by the phone like "Hello?" She says she loves me But she comes and goes when she pleases When the door shuts It's like another papercut And I'm stuck with a hand full of band-aids Until she comes back around like them ceiling fan blades Claims she loves me but She cuts me into pieces When I'm sewed up Here comes another papercut Now I'm stuck with a hand full of band-aids Until she comes back around like them ceiling fan blades (On the Phone) She don't live here no more I heard she's staying down the street with the dead beat That don't treat her right with two bad a** kids Guilt and Regret And I'm willing to bet My last album that she's wishing she was kissing me Man the nerve of this b**h Pardon my French But it's been 10 days And I'm getting kind of light headed Maybe I'll write her a letter in a gentleman's way And send it in the hopes that she might get it I can't believe I let her run all over me But all I think about is When she's here and holding me I love her She's the reason for the lesions Man I love her I start bleeding when she's leaving And every scar on my fingertip is a reminder of All the lessons learned All my missions trying to find her but I can't complain I kind of like the pain She don't even got a name She just lives in my brain And says She loves me But she comes and goes when she pleases When the door shuts It's like another papercut Now I'm stuck with a hand full of band-aids Until she comes back around like them ceiling fan blades Claims she loves me but She cuts me into pieces When I'm sewed up Here comes another papercut Now I'm stuck with a hand full of band-aids Until she comes back around like them ceiling fan blades