Don't build for me, no paper mansions That only stand, until you've gone You paint the nastiest futures of anyone I know You always leave me holding on to pretty words that glow You've built a thousand mansions Out of dreams that seem so strong But they're always made of paper Not of stone Don't build for me, no paper mansions That I can never call my own For love can't live in paper mansions That only stand, until you've gone You've always been a dreamer, dear And I'm a dreamer too But I guess, I've had too many of the kind That don't come true So don't build me, no mansions With paper walls, so thin That only stand, until you leave again Don't build for me