Romie Adler's Musical Guide

Chapter 24: "White Blank Page" - Mumford & Sons

Lyrics:

Can you lie next to her
And give her your heart, your heart
As well as your body
And can you lie next to her
And confess your love, your love
As well as your folly


And can you kneel before the king
And say I'm clean, I'm clean

Tell me now, where was my fault
In loving you with my whole heart
Oh tell me now, where was my fault
In loving you with my whole heart

A
WHITE BLANK PAGE
And a swelling rage, rage
You did not think when you
Sent me to the brink, to the brink
You desired my attention
But denied my affections, my affections

Tell me now, where was my fault
In loving you with my whole heart
Oh tell me now, where was my fault
In loving you with my whole heart

Lead me to the truth and
I will follow you with my whole life
Lead me to the truth and
I will follow you with my whole life

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       I stayed for only two more shows, then got on a plane, and headed back to Los Angeles. I had to take a cab that cost a boat load to get from the airport to Myles' apartment. In the back of the cab, I was coming up with things to say to Myles about why I'm back so soon. I'm only back to move my things out, and I don't want to just say, "because my boyfriend told me to." Even though that's pretty how it is.
       I was originally going to wait until I came back for the boys' CD release party, but Zane said he doesn't like the fact that my stuff is still at Myles. I'm trying to make it work with Zane this time, so I don't want to step on my toes, and start a fight that could ruin everything just a few days in. But... I might be stepping on Myles' toes, or kicking him in the shin, with my news.
       I arrived to the apartment building, and took my time getting up to his/our place. I didn't bother taking out my key, because Myles was either too lazy or too dumb to lock the front door. Another reason why I'm glad I'm moving out with Zane's request.
       As I opened the door, I felt like I was in a horror movie, where as soon as I opened the door, I would get wacked by the psycho murder.

"Myles?" I asked loudly, so his high ass could hear me.

       I breathed a sigh of relief when I realized that Myles wasn't even here. I didn't care where he was, I was just happy that I could pack up my stuff without him standing there watching me. I didn't have all that much here, most of it was still at the Jones' house, because I left in a heat of passion. I didn't even grab my computer, or nothing Jesus, I just ran for my life.

       I was trying to pack quickly, for reasons I'm not exactly sure why, maybe I was trying to avoid Myles -- who could come walking in at any moment. I looked out the bedroom door and down the hallway every two seconds, because I was being slightly paranoid and thought I was hearing the front door open. I had a queasy feeling in the pit of my stomach as I was folding the rest of my clothes into the bag that I brought them in. I'm not the type of girl that's afraid of confrontation, I love telling people like it is, but I was uncomfortable with the thought of it right now.
       As soon as I put my last item that showed evidence of me ever living with Myles, in my suitcase, I heard the front door open for real this time. I knew I was just being paranoid, because I saw Myles turn the corner, and do a double take like he thought he was just imagining me at first.