Fickle

I’m flagging these pages 'not to be seen', the wind throws 'em back in my face

Cause there's no denial, there’s only a scene where I should’ve been awake

Ask in a week if I’m drowned back into pages I’ve seen before

The ones I should skip and the ones with the space to explore

So handle me carefully

Stay here if you can read

It’s not you it's only me

Covered with a pile distrust

What makes me utterly fickle

Im packing my bags and unpacking the load

Which I should leave here behind

And just for a moment, just for a while I am ready to step out

I blame it all on the stains on these sheets

Hasty and luring distracting my needs

Chapters galore here for me, here for us so to speak

So handle me carefully

Stay here if you can read

It’s not you it's only me

Covered with a pile distrust

What makes me utterly fickle

Oh well, it keeps me in shape you know

Oh well, I guess that I shouldn't throw

All of the chances, all of the pages, all of you out of the window

Handle me carefully

Stay here if you can read

It’s not you it's only me

Covered with a pile distrust

Covered with a pile distrust

Covered with a pile distrust

What makes me utterly fickle