Paper Cut, Chinese Burn

Paper cuts and a Chinese burn Is all that she left me A door that won't shut and a key that won't turn Is all that she left me Well I tried I tried yeah I really did try I can't get her out of my mind Never before I've ever been sure I'm sure I'm sure this time A spinning room and an aching head Is all that she left me An open wound and a string that won't thread Is all that she left me Well I tried I tried I really did try I can't get her out of my mind Never before I've ever been sure But I'm sure I'm sure this time