This darn dusty book is bothered by my rusty eye
And I can't see no I can't breathe
Put me on the next page outta here to live forever on this paper
Capture this void and fill it with the frenzy in my voice

Killing time by drawing faces
That stare back at me from the margins
In a sea of eight and a half by elevens, I'm drowning in
Treading through run on sentences
And sinking into empty text
I'll swallow the salt then spit a few dry words out

This distance seems closer when you shove it in my face
This moment has left me with nothing else to say
I'm losing my interest with these empty pages
They're torn they have frayed edges

This darn dusty book is bothered by my rusty eye
And I can't see no I can't breathe
Put me on the next page outta here to live forever on this paper
Capture this void and fill it with the frenzy in my voice

No matter what I say, no matter what I write here
I'm sick of always looking at this page with a blank stare
You never seem to know and they never seem to tell you
Words don't always come as easily as you might want them to

No matter what I say, no matter what I write here
I'm sick of always looking at this page with a blank stare
You never seem to know and they never seem to tell you
Words don't always come as easily as you might want them to

Throw this paper into fire and take me with it, just take me with it
Throw this paper into fire, into fire, yeah
Throw this paper into fire, into this fire
Throw this paper into fire and throw me with it, just throw me with it