A Piece of Paper

Why are you so damn ugly
when you're on a
piece of paper?

Not that I expected
this to really be just
like a mirror.

nothing can capture you
no chords no words
no photograph

I guess I've got to live
with what I've got
I've got to live
with what I've got

But If I was him
I would have made the right decisions.
If I was him
I would have opened my mouth.

But if I was him
I would have never let you turn away
If I was him
But I'm not.

But I guess I've got to live
With what I've got
I've got to live with what I've got.

Why are you so damn ugly
when you're on a
piece of paper

I guess I've got to live,
Live with what I've got.