i am a book, torn

in the night i'm disappointed with your choice

as i'm right outside your door

and my face is on the floor

and you left me on the darker side of town

alone all by myself

no shadow spoken tongues

faintly familiar ones

and they bled the truth

and they screamed aloud that you

were a liar. yes a liar

well you took advantage of me yet again

or so they said

and i'd hang the moon for you

and i'd save the world for you

and tonight and forever

tonight and tonight and forever

well i am just a book

dusty on this shelf

worn and by myself

and the words inside don't help

as i read my midnight pain

till you put me up again

and the smile across my face is being forged

it's nothing but a fake and it helps me to not think

and i know that you're at home and on your mind

is nothing about my brown hair and hazel eyes

i'm just trying to pass the time

and the tears all sing aloud

without making a sound

you're a sucker