Storybook Songtext
von Art Slob

I know that hes pretty cool
And im sure that hes pretty nice
But i have got this stupid song that i can play most every night.
And i have all this poetry
That you sat down and wrote for me
And i have no doubt in my mind
That this will last us a life time

And i cant even play this right
I fuck up every single time
But you still wanna talk to me
When i get sad you calm me b
Sometimes all the things we say
Theyre just lines from story books
From paragrapghs to epitaphs to ever single syllable

And i dont remember when it felt this good before
And i dont remember when it got this baddd
(The highs and high the lows are low
Just close your eyes and then let go, just roll the dice, fall into snow
The highs are high, the highs are high!)


And i guess ive been sad today
And i know you know ive been that way
I think thats why you called me up
To hear your voice and talk about stuff
I Think a lot about the end, for the first time ill admit that friend
Though words are sweet it still dont beat
The chemical imbalances

Though thats not true, least not for you.
Cuz its deeper than just "cool, hows school?"
Your words and cadence are some things
That Ive grown to appreciate
And i know of codependency and know thats its not good for me
Ive heard it sung in old songs true, that dont mean i cant think of you

And everything youve ever done, not just for me but anyone

When you spend the seasons with somebody
You start to think of them
As the winter and autumn and th springs cool rain up to warm sunset ends

And i think i might cry tonight cuz im lost in her eyes

And when you memorize my songs its kills me
And when you start to sing a long it kills me