But it's not comedy

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Once upon a time,

there was a boy.

He lived by himself

in the house on the hill.

Then one day the Avon lady came

& with her he'd stay...

I have scissors for hands,

scissors for hands.

I can't hold you.

I can't hold you.

I popped your waterbed

& hurt your brother's head.

But you aren't very mad at me.

I want to touch your hair,

but it's not fair.

You're too scared to be with me.

Cause I have...

Scissors for hands,

scissors for hands.

I can't hold you.

I can't hold you.

I wore your father's blouse,

broke in your boyfriend's house,

but I did it cause you asked me to.

Carved ice in your backyard,

I made your hand bleed hard.

but I never meant to hurt you.

Cause I have...

Scissors for hands,

scissors for hands.

I can't hold you.

I can't hold you.

My dad was

an inventor,

& he made real hands for me. But,

one day he

never woke up.

He was never asleep...

I have...

Scissors for hands,

scissors for hands.

I can't hold you.

I can't hold you.

I can make it snow.

& your kiss lets me know,

let's me know that you do love me.

I have scissors for hands,

scissors for hands,

scissors for hands

so I can't hold

you.