Open Book - Fatherson

Sometimes you’ll find me

I’m reckless but easy

To deal with on weekdays

But you know that from my weak days

I’m scared that you’ll find out

I’m an open book with no pages

You don’t care it’s over, come closer

It’s always been all you, you

I don’t believe it’s happening

This really is about you, you

I don’t believe it’s happening

These pages are futile

They’re bound by confusion

I can’t read you clearly

But I don’t have the reasons

You don’t care it’s over, come closer

It’s always been all you, you

I don’t believe it’s happening

This really is about you, you

I don’t believe it’s happening

I don’t believe it’s happening

I don’t believe it’s happening

This really is about you

I don’t believe it’s happening

I don’t believe it’s happening

It’s always been you, you

I don’t believe it’s happening