I Write the Book — текст песни (Patty Griffin)

I`m over here and it`s cold
I`m writing recipes for growing old
Growing old, mean and alone
Oh, baby, pick up the phone

This pain in my heart
Has been with me through the ages
And I walk IT around like a very old friend
It goes everywhere I go
It`s been everywhere I`ve been
There`s something shiny in my pocket
It`s the key to my heart
Why don`t you unlock it?

I write the book on loneliness
I write the poem on pain
I`m the obituary in the newspaper
Lying out in the pouring rain

It used to be, babe, good between us
I don`t know how to explain
We used to be Adonis and Venus
Now we`re the water flowing down the drain

Don`t wanna be bad
Don`t wanna lie
Don`t wanna make you mad
And I don`t wanna die
Knowing we`re apart for the rest of our lives
Cuts through me like a knife
I been eating your crops like a big old locust
Now I wanna be a little more in focus

I write the book on loneliness
I write the poem on pain
I`m the obituary in the newspaper
Lying out in the pouring rain

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I write the book on loneliness
I write the poem on pain
I`m the obituary in the newspaper
Lying out in the pouring rain

Oh...

And the obit....oh
And the obit....oh
And the obit....everyday

Whoa, oh oh, oh, oh ah...
I write the book