baby, don't yell
you're tearing a hole
right through the walls of everything we used to know

i'm building a place
something amazing
just for the sake of saving us

from under the sun
two plastic hearts with nowhere to run
we're rolling the dice on whatever's left

cause god only knows that we could use the rest
me and you
living under a paper moon

cause real life just isn't right
lets fabricate
me and you

living under a paper moon
this real life just isn't right
let's get away

let's fabricate
baby, don't fret
at least we're alive with just enough breath

to truly despise the hills in the carpet
knots in the ties that bind us so tightly to our waking lives
i'll build up a house

i'll build up an army
of cellophane soliders-- cheap origami
to take back a piece or whatever's left





of that little box that beats in your chest
me and you
living under a paper moon

cause real life just isn't right
lets fabricate
me and you

living under a paper moon
this real life just isn't right
let's get away

let's fabricate

i'm building a place

something amazing just for the sake of saving us
and whatever's left of that little box that beats in your chest
me and you

living under a paper moon
cause real life just isn't right
lets fabricate

me and you
living under a paper moon
this real life just isn't right

let's get away
this real life just isn't right
let's fabricate