"That's Incentive" lyrics - DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE

You see nothing to be adored, when obsession takes it's toll
You can't place you in between the pages of fashion magazines
Paper cuts from turning pages, just like a bad dream
Is it this or that or me that makes you love what you can't defeat

Boiled over, burned it clean, toward the flesh off to your knees
It's a lesson that just might keep suppressing appetites
Paper cuts from turning pages, just like a bad dream
Is it this or that or me that makes you love what

And I live this life just to bear these scars
Will the hurt subside, if you decide
That's it's me and you this time
Is it you that always... Is it you that decides

And I live this life just to bear these scars
Will the hurt subside if you decide
And I live this life just to bear these scars
Will the hurt subside if you decide