Tara Blaise - Paperback Cliché lyrics

Here it comes again Another happy end And I'm tripping over empty promises Trying to make amends Can you see me now Can you read between the lines Did you think that we would make it or break it Or make it or break it with time? I was so lonely every day I was a paperback cliché but I put it down I put it down to me I was a desperado Dreading to see tomorrow but you come around You turn me round and how Did you really know? Or did you feel like letting go? Did you think that you could make it better Take it nice and slow? All the signs are clear It's better when you're here And I think that we can make it, not break it We'll make it not break it with time I was so lonely every day I was a paperback cliché but I put it down I put it down to me I was a desperado Dreading to see tomorrow but you come around You turn me round and how Did you really know or did you feel like letting go? Did you think that you could make it better? Take it slow Well I put it down, I put it down to me I was so lonely every day I was a paperback cliché but I put it down I put it down to me I was a desperado Dreading to see tomorrow but you come around You turn me round and how