paper bag

apple, fiona

i was staring at the sky

just looking for a star

to pray on

or wish on

or something like that

i was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy

whose reality i knew

was a hopeless to be had

but then the dove of hope began its downward slope

and i believed for a moment that my chances

were approaching to be grabbed

but as it came down near

so did a weary tear

i thought it was a bird

but it was just a paper bag

hunger hurts

and i want him so bad

oh it kills

'cause i know i'm a mess he don't wanna clean up

i got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold

hunger hurts

but starving works

when it costs too much to love

and i went crazy again today

looking for a strand to climb

looking for a little hope

baby said he couldn't stay

wouldn't put his lips to mine

and a fail to kiss is a fail to cope

i said

'honey

i don't feel so good

don't feel justified

come on put a little love here in my void

' he said

'it's all in your head

' and i said

'so's everything'

but he didn't get it i thought he was a man

but he was just a little boy

hunger hurts

and i want him so bad

oh it kills

'cause i know i'm a mess he don't wanna clean up

i got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold

hunger hurts

but starving works

when it costs too much to love

hunger hurts

but i want him so bad

oh it kills

'cause i know i'm a mess he don't wanna clean up

i got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold

hunger hurts

but starving works

when it costs too much to love

hunger hurts

but i want him so bad

oh it kills

because i know that i'm a mess that he don't wanna clean up

i got to fold because these hands are just too shaky to hold

hunger hurts

but starving

it works

when it costs too much to love