Like all the boys before [x16]

We’re under the sheets and you’re killing me
In our house made of paper, your words of love fill me
We’re under the sheets and you’re killing me

We’re under the sheets and you’re killing me
(killing me, killing me)
In our house made of paper, your words of love fill me
(killing me, killing me)
We’re under the sheets and you’re killing me
(killing me, killing me, killing me, killing me)
Oh, oh!

Like all the boys befo