(I Dread The Day He Takes You To) Paris

Opening night
We're playing the same old movie and I'm
Caught in a lie
That I could be better off again

Stuck in a rut
I can't remember the last I've heard from you
Now I'm sick to my gut
I can't remember the last I've heard

Said I wouldn't be the one for you
It's getting late and I'm hearing waves of blue
Saw you on the pier with someone new
And I dread the day he builds you a palace

Said I wouldn't be the one for you
It's getting late and I'm hearing waves of blue
Saw you on the pier with someone new
And I dread the day he takes you to Paris

And I dread the day he takes you to Paris
And I dread the day he takes you to Paris

Open your eyes
Another cruel reflection, and I'm
Spinning a lie
That I could be better off again
A lingering knot
Now you hold the gun I pulled on you
Now I'm sick to my gut
Now you hold the gun I pulled

Said I wouldn't be the one for you
It's getting late and I'm hearing waves of blue
Saw you on the pier with someone new
And I dread the day he builds you a palace

Said I wouldn't be the one for you
It's getting late and I'm hearing waves of blue
Saw you on the pier with someone new
And I dread the day he takes you to Paris

And I dread the day he takes you to Paris
And I dread the day he takes you to Paris

And I dread the day he takes you to Paris
And I dread the day he takes you to Paris

And I dread the day he takes you to Paris