I scribbled on a paper,
A face to give me company
I won't doubt
I put a weight on his shoulders,
Writing the name of the city
He can't love
Being made of folded paper,
A good reason to believe
You can't love
Folded into a coward,
Too afraid of breathing,
I won't leave,
I won't love,
I won't live,
I can't love
