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Intro

([a] couple of times

If I could crawl inside of you

I'm laughing with a broken face

I stumble across my self esteem

But to picture the pleasure is making me want my space

Understand ...

that God wrapped like a bow

But in my head ...

There's some shelves that need cleaning from basement to ceiling

control

Verse 2

 (same - - - )

If what you're seeing is an open book

that's great well I'm an open book, but i'm real shy.

There's a part of me seeking and desperately needing to open up.

That's strange 'cause i'm an open book, a confused boy.

Chorus

 ( - - - again.)

I'm an automatic steeple for depressed and lonely people

my heart while in it's cage, is used to giving and not recieve a thing

but the only funny thing, is that i don't know how to give myself

Advice.

I've got this post traumatic thing I've got this tatoo of a ring that lies

Around my wedding finger, that's where I'd like to state this claim

that i gotta learn to live and dream before I go and get myself

In love

In love ... before, before, before I go and get myself

in love.

Verse 3

 (Am---Am)

There's Zoloft, Wellbutrin, there's Paxil that's groovin'

no side effects.

But the rest left unnamed 'cause they worked like a charm

on me.

but when your savings is drying you can't stop from crying

You gotta suck it up.

you're not her buttercup, you'r not her

Favorite book.

Chorus