Baby, don´t yell
You´re tearing a hole right through the walls
Of everything we used to know
I´m building a place, something amazing
Just for the sake of saving us
From under the sun
Two plastic hearts with nowhere to run
We´re rolling the dice on whatever´s left
´Cause God only knows that we could use the rest...

Me and you, living under a paper moon
´Cause real life just isn´t right
Let´s fabricate
Me and you, living under a paper moon
This real life just isn´t right
Let´s get away
Let´s fabricate

Baby, don´t fret
At least we´re alive with just enough breath
To truly despise the hills in the carpet
Knots in the ties that bind us so tightly to our waking lives
I´ll build up a house, I´ll build up an army
Of cellophane soliders--cheap origami
To take back a piece of whatever´s left
Of that little box that beats in your chest

Me and you, living under a paper moon
´Cause real life just isn´t right
Let´s fabricate
Me and you, living under a paper moon
This real life just isn´t right
Let´s get away
Let´s fabricate

I´m building a place
Something amazing just for the sake of saving us
And whatever´s left of that little box that beats in your chest

Me and you, living under a paper moon
´Cause real life just isn´t right
Let´s fabricate
Me and you, living under a paper moon
This real life just isn´t right
Let´s get away
This real life just isn´t right
Let´s fabricate