The way you make me feel useless The way you make me feel shame The way you make me feel like I was nothing Even though my spirit was great The way you make me feel stupid Even though I have such power The way you make me feel like it was pointless To try to salute only fail Don't know why you have to be so cruel Don't know why you have to cause such pain Don't know why you have to bring holes through My paper plane You know the reason I'm like this And it's unfashionable I know But I will point every finger at you ‘Til the day that I die in this state Don't know why you have to be so cruel Don't know why you have to cause such pain Don't know why you have to bring holes through My paper plane Paper… I may not be a performer But I would learn to write down All the secrets I'd hidden inside Like the unpainted face of a clown I know I'd be someone's lover And I would bathe in new blood And I'd learn to swim in the deep end of affections I'd been ashamed of Don't know why you had to be so cruel Don't know why you had to cause such pain Don't know why you had to bring holes through My paper plane