I realize the way your eyes deceive meWith tender looks that I mistook for loveSo take away the flowers that you gave meAnd send the kind that you remind me ofPaper rosesPaper rosesPaper rosesOh, how real those roses seem to beBut they're only imitationLike your imitation love for meOoh, I thought that youWould be a perfect loverYou seemed so full of sweetness at the startBut like a big red rose that's made of paperThere isn't any sweetness in your heartPaper rosesPaper rosesOh, how real those roses seem to beBut they're only imitationLike your imitation love for meAmen.
