Open Book

Sometimes you’ll find me
I’m reckless but easy
To deal with on weekdays
But you know that from my weak days
I’m scared that you’ll find out
I’m an open book with no pages
You don’t care it’s over, come closer
It’s always been all you, you
I don’t believe it’s happening
This really is about you, you
I don’t believe it’s happening
These pages are futile
They’re bound by confusion
I can’t read you clearly
But I don’t have the reasons
You don’t care it’s over, come closer
It’s always been all you, you
I don’t believe it’s happening
This really is about you, you
I don’t believe it’s happening
I don’t believe it’s happening
I don’t believe it’s happening
This really is about you
I don’t believe it’s happening
I don’t believe it’s happening
It’s always been you, you
I don’t believe it’s happening