October 16, 2014

You're not just a book I'm supposed to burn up.

It doesn't matter what they do.

You know me better than I know myself.

You've always known what I want.

So build up your wall, but I'm staying golden.

I know I'm not helping.

You know, it's not just you who's hurting.

Cuz you're a book I'll never burn up.

I'll find you when I'm ready, and if you won't take me, I'll find somebody.

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