whos that talking in the library
who's that talking in my library
is that you

no i won't put you out
cuz what would this place be without my muse
nothing special

every book in here i wrote
some i'm not too proud of
some i wish i could burn

so many pages i wrote
wish i could revise them
but there's no erasing

and the best advice i got

was keep writing

and keep living
and keep loving
and when the ink dries

and the pages turn to dust
so will we
turn to dust so will we

dust dust

who that laughing in my library

who keeps laughing in my library
is that you
no i wont put you out

cause what would this place be without your smile
nothing special
i fell in love with you girl

you let yourself inside
with no respect for privacy
you said there's too much on my mind

then you ripped out a page
and set that %#@! on flame


i quit writing
i kept living
i kept loving

and when the ink dries
and them pages turn to dust so will we
turn to dust so will we

dust dust