Brick by boring brick - Paramore

She lives in a fairy tale; Somewhere too far for us to find; Forgotten the taste and smell; Of the world that she's left behind; It's all about the exposure the lens; I told her; The angles were all wrong now; She's ripping wings off of butterflies; Keep your feet on the ground; When your head's in the clouds; Well go get your shovel; And we'll dig a deep hole; To bury the castle, bury the castle; Well go get your shovel; And we'll dig a deep hole; To bury the castle; bury the castle; Ba da ba ba da ba ba ha; So one day he found her crying; Coiled up on the dirty ground; Her prince finally came to save her; And the rest you can figure out; But it was a trick; And the clock struck 12; Well make sure to build your house brick by boring brick; Or the wolves gonna blow it down; Keep your feet on the ground; When your head's in the clouds; Well go get your shovel; And we'll dig a deep hole; To bury the castle, bury the castle; Well you built up a world of magic; Because your real life is tragic; Yeah you built up a world of magic; If it's not real; You can't hold it in your hand; You can't feel it with your heart; And I won't believe it; But if it's true; You can see it with your eyes; Or even in the dark; And that's where I want to be, yeah; Go get your shovel; We'll dig a deep hole; To bury the castle, bury the castle; ba da ba ba da da ba da.. ba da ba ba da ba ba da..