Writing a letter to you
Harder than it looks
I like empty books
Cause you can fill them in
Whining, I won't let you in
Staring at the glass
You always come last
But I'll love you anyway
Writing a letter to you
Harder than it looks
I like empty books
Cause you can fill them in
For once, I'm alright with that
No need to get back
About anything
Cause you'll never win