Paroles de Open book

You are not an open book
I can't do nothing 'bout that
But i'm worried, i'm overdrawn
What am i doing up at the witching hour?

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Pick up a book, put down a book
Turn on the tv
It's 2 a.m. there's nothing on
I just need something to focus on

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Things are going to slide
Slide out of control
I hope that you come back
I can't eat, can't sleep

When i close my eyes
The thought of you denies
Me, the rest, and the air
That i need

The longer you are far from me
The more i drift away
I didn't see the warning signs
I was falling through the cracks

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You are not an open book
I am worn and torn, i am overdrawn