Library Book - Billy Raffoul

You say your heart is like a library book

To love is to trust he’ll bring it back

If I go and take it home for good

Would you be okay with that?

Would you be okay with that?

The mind is a fine place to hide

She will show you what you hope to find

I have seen a century of life

Our first fight, our first time

I would bleed just like the ink

If it put your hands on me

How I wish I never fell

It’s hell sitting on a shelf

When your heart is like a library book

Pages torn by those who wanted parts

I look at her and wonder how one could

Want a piece, not everything

I would bleed just like the ink

If it put her next to me

I wish that I could help myself

‘Cause it’s hell sitting on a shelf