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Delaney Jane
On Paper
[Verse 1]
Two in the morning, you're asleep
And I'm tossing in my head, in my head
There's a war going on inside my mind
And my heart is winning it, winning it

[Pre-Chorus]
And you don't even know when you open up your eyes it's over
I wish I could say that I feel this way 'cause I'm not sober
Maybe I'll regret this, maybe second-guess this, love
But I gotta let you go even though I wanna hold you closer

[Chorus]
You're perfect on paper
But I can't help the things I don't feel
Boy, you're perfect on paper
If only what I wrote down was real

[Post-Chorus]
I wouldn't have to break your hеart
Your heart, your heart
I wouldn't have to brеak your heart
Your heart, your heart
I wouldn't have to break your heart
Your heart, your heart
I wouldn't have to break your heart
Your heart, your heart

[Verse 2]
It's been a while now
I've been thinkin' about us ending it, ending it
And the hardest part
Is that I know you think I'm the perfect fit, perfect fit

[Pre-Chorus]
And you don't even know when you open up your eyes it's over
I wish I could say that I feel this way 'cause I'm not sober
Maybe I'll regret this, maybe second-guess this, love
But I gotta let you go even though I wanna hold you closer

[Chorus]
You're perfect on paper
But I can't help the things I don't feel
Boy, you're perfect on paper
If only what I wrote down was real

[Post-Chorus]
I wouldn't have to break your heart
Your heart, your heart
I wouldn't have to break your heart
Your heart, your heart
(Boy you're perfect)
I wouldn't have to break your heart
Your heart, your heart
(On paper)
I wouldn't have to break your heart
Your heart, your heart
If only what I wrote down was real

[Outro]
You're perfect on paper
But I can't help the things I don't feel
Boy, you're perfect on paper
If only what I wrote down was real