Knocking on my door
And you're calling out my name
But you won't come in til I let you in

Knocking on my door
You keep calling out my name
But you won't come in until I say

To my
Paper house
To my
Paper house
To my
Paper house

Standing on my lawn
With the scissors in your hands
And you could come in where you'd like

Standing on my lawn
With the scissors in your hands
And you can come in where you'd like

To my
Paper house
To my
Paper house
To my
Paper house

Rain's falling now
And soaking right through these walls
I can see the sun it's shining

Rain's falling now
And soaking right through these walls
I can see your form outside

Of my
Paper house
Of my
Paper house

I can see the sun it's shining
And you can come in where you'd like
I can see your form outside
And you can come in where you'd like
And you can come in where you'd like
And you can come in where you'd like