Paper
Words and music by Jenn Lindsay


I wrote it on the paper
I pushed it across the table
I didnít have to say it
I donít think I was able to.

Itíll be fine
Itíll be fine
and you held me for a long time
you asked if it was your fault
itís no oneís but mine
i will do it right next time,
all i can do is try

I cleaned my desk out
when they told me to get out
no chance of a last chance
just clean up and pack out

Someone said, donít be afraid,
reminded me that nobodyíd died.
clean up, pack out, donít look back now
leave us for the last time

and i guess that i was down
i guess i wasnít keeping it together that day
my smile upside down
it always gets stuck that way

I wrote it on the paper
I pushed it across the table
I didnít have to say it
I donít think I was able to.

Itíll be fine
Itíll be fine
and you held me for a long time
itís not your fault
itís no oneís but mine
i will do it right next time,
all i can do is--