The Book Lyrics

I read your book

And I find it strange

That I know that girl and I know her world

A little too well

And I didn't know

By giving my hand

That I would be written down, sliced around,

Passed down

Among strangers hands

Three days in Rome

Where do we go

I'll always remember

Never again

Would I see your face

You carry a pen and a paper

and no time and words you waste

You're a voyeur

The worst kind of thief

To take what happened

To write down everything that went on

Between you and me

Ohh...

And I stand alone

mmm...

(guitar solo)

And what do I get

Do I get revenge?

While you lay it all out

Without any doubt

Of how this would end

Sometimes it goes

And sometimes we come

To learn by mistake

That the love you once made

Can't be undone

I laid my heart out

I laid my soul down alone