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Open your weary eyes to the world and finally see All that I can do is look at you and hope I don't collapse From the aching pains and Saturdays of lifelessness You know you've got a lot to give but only when you see it through Yeah, the jobless, heartless wonder with the powdered lips You've got a lot of nerve coming back If I wrote a book, then you'd be the hook that draws my readers in The story I'll tell is sure to sell like a paperback novelty Start running, you can make it through the back door What's this? Your eyes are looking red And you can't stop shaking your head as if you're hiding something Watch me as I decide your future with a simple choice of words and a stab to the front Yeah, the jobless, heartless wonder with the powdered lips You've got a lot of nerve If I wrote a book, then you'd be the hook that draws my readers in The story I'll tell is sure to sell like a paperback novelty Is the smoke in your lungs quite enough to make you feel like royalty? Because when the match burns out, you will have nothing left to hold you up Then i'll be there to clean up your mess If I wrote a book, then you'd be the hook that draws my readers in The story I'll tell is sure to sell like a paperback novelty Aus Songtexte Mania