Predictable Story
You're an open book
And I read you over and over.
Every time the story gets a new chapter,
New scenes and more laughter.
I want to read more,
Look through your eyes
And even through the painful lies,
That lay down on you.
They are all written down on paper,
Your emotions and your looks of saviour.
People Act dumb and mad,
But you don't give a damn,
You've got your own plan.
Praying for a good ending,
With lots of joy and no miserable bending.
