My Book Of Lyrics

Brick By Boring Brick-Paramore

She lives in a fairy tale somewhere too far for us to find,forgotten the taste and smell of a world that she's left behind,its all about the exposure,the lens I told her, the angles are all wrong,shes ripping wings off of butterflies,keep your feet on the ground (the ground) when your heads in the clouds (the clouds) well go get your shovel,and we'll dig a deep hole,to bury the castle bury the castle,ba da ba ba da da ba da,so one day he found her crying coiled up on the dirty ground,her prince finally came to save her and the rest she would figure out,but it was a trick and the clock struck twelve well make sure to build your heart brick by boring brick or the wolfs gonna blow it down,keep your feet on the ground (the ground) when your heads in the clouds (the clouds),well go get your shovel,and we'll dig a deep hole,to bury the castle bury the castle,well go get your shovel,and we'll dig a deep hole,to bury the castle bury the castle,oh woah oh woah oh woah oh woah,when you built up a world of magic because your real life is tragic,yeah you built a world of magic,if it's not real you can't hold it in your hand,cant feel it with your heart,and I won't believe it,but if it's true you can see it with your eyes oh even in the dark,and that's where I want to be yeah,go get your shovel,and we'll dig a deep hole,to bury the castle bury the castle, go get your shovel,and we'll dig a deep hole,to bury the castle bury the castle,{x2} Ba da ba ba da ba ba da Ba da ba ba ba da ba ba Ba da ba ba da ba ba da Ba da ba ba ba ba ba ba