I Write the Book
Patty Griffin
I'm over here, and it's cold
I'm writing recipes for growing old
Growing old, old mean and alone
O baby, pick up the phone
There's a pain in my heart
It's been with me through the ages
And I'm walking around in a very old frame
It goes everywhere I go it's been everywhere I been
There's something shining 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 newspapers
Lying out in the pouring rain
Things used to be good between us
I don't know how to explain
We used to be Adonis And Venus -
Now we got 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 life –
Cause you through me like a knife
I been eating your crop like a big old locust
But now I wanna be a little more in focus