You say your heart is like a library book To love is to trust he'll bring it back If I go and take it home for good Would you be okay with that? Would you be okay with that? The mind is a fine place to hide She will show you what you hope to find I have seen a century of life Our first fight, our first time ♪ I would bleed just like the ink If you put your hands on me How I wish I never fell It's hell sitting on a shelf When your heart is like a library book Pages torn by those who wanted parts I look at her and wonder how one could Want a piece, not everything ♪ I would bleed just like the ink If it put her next to me I wish that I could help myself 'Cause it's hell sitting on a shelf If your heart is like a library book I'll await the day he takes it back But if he's gone and took it home for good I will have to be okay with that