Letra de Page (Live from Deborah’s Living Room)
I'm a half-read story, I was fine on the shelf Why did you take me down as if I needed your help? No prior warning, no one to catch when I fell Now that you're not around, ain't doing so wellDo I look like a monster underneath all my skin? I wanna cut all this open 'til I'm feeling something Now I'm tracing the cracks, so I can't let the light in I'm in love with the ghost of youBetter luck next year, there's nothing left here Why am I constantly searching, feeling unsettled? Living in hell, pretending it's heaven Head spin, maybe I'm destined to be Always lonely, alone, a loser, pathetic Maybe tomorrow will be betterBut I'm stuck on the page But I'm stuck on the page But I'm stuck on the pageI'm a half-read story, better off in the fire Now I feel like the fool haunted by desire For a moment of glory I would risk all I am I look at what we had and I don't understandDo I look like a monster underneath all my skin? I wanna cut all this open 'til I'm feeling something Now I'm tracing the cracks, can't let the light in I'm in love with the ghost of youBetter luck next year, there's nothing left here Why am I constantly searching, feeling unsettled? Living in hell, pretending it's heaven Head spin, maybe I'm destined to be Always lonely, alone, a loser, pathetic Maybe tomorrow will be betterBut I'm stuck on the page But I'm stuck on the page Stuck on the page But I'm stuck on the page