Produced by Brian Zarlenga; Engineered by Carlin Muccular; Written June 2005; Recorded July 2005

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"This is another song that began like 'King of No Regrets'; it was a verse and a chorus that I wrote in the summer of 2003 that simply never got finished until recently. I'm glad I did finish it, because I feel that it's some of the best lyric writing I've done, as well as a very entertaining ride, musically. Plus, I show off my newfound achievement - being able to whistle!" J.G.H.

Eight o' clock
You wake up, grab a shower, and put your clothing on
The clothing that you bought for all your friends
The latest store where all the price tags are respectable
You go to school
They make some jokes and say you're out of style
The bell rings in the afternoon
You hope that no one's watching you
As you go back to the store again to update your collection

Like a Paper Doll
A paper doll
When something's wrong
You just ball it up and cut some out again
And again

Chorus:
Dress up, dress down
Dress sharp and don't address your fear of being unaccepted
Dress up, dress down
Dress smart and don't address your fear;
Just keep the truth protected
You gotta keep 'em happy, paper doll

On and on
Like plastic soldiers on our battleground
The sandbox that we can't escape
You got to fight to make the grade and outsmart your opponents
Living lies
To fool our two-dimensional counterparts
And earn a love that's based on looks
And help them fill their pocketbooks
That's how success is measured here in a world that always owns us

Like we're Paper Dolls
Paper dolls
When something's wrong
They just ball us up and cut some out again
And again

(Chorus)

And all our lives, we're told to be original
We're told to be exactly like the ones who are original
Until the day it dawns on us that everyone's identical
And when that day arrives, my friends
That make sure that we don't speak out again
They wipe us off the map and we're recycled back, another batch of

Paper dolls
Paper dolls
If we turn out wrong
They'll just ball us up and cut some out again
And again

(Chorus)

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Joe Huettner: Bass, Vocals
Ryan Adams: Guitars
Lou Wang: Piano
Tim Bojanowski: Drums