Paper Women

words & music by Nate Shelkey

The world is in love with itself
when it turns June
So how come I turned 26
and I’m the only one
who’s still not in bloom?

Waiting for love too.

I’m done with paper women
living in my head
I want someone that doesn’t wrinkle
when they’re in my bed
She knows that it’s not love
She knows that it’s not right
She knows that it’s not love
she’s waiting for to be

Just once I’d like to walk down the street
and have a girl just stop and stare
I want her too.
And I try to say Hello
or something said real low
Or something that you always say
On any given day

Lying on the grass, looking up at the sky
and hoping it falls on you.