I Write the Book Lyrics

I’m over here, baby
And it’s cold
I’m writing recipes
For growing old
I’m Growing Old,
Old and mean and low
Come on babe and pick up the phone
‘Cuz there is a pain
In my heart
It’s been with me through the ages
And I’m walking around with a very old friend
Who goes everywhere I go
Who’s been everyone I’ve been
There is 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
Under obituary in the newspaper

Lying down in the pouring rain, babe
Things used to be, babe
So good between us
I don’t know how to explain
We used to be a Danus and Venus
So now with water flown down the drain
Don’t wanna be bad
Don’t wanna lie
Don’t wanna make you mad
And I don’t wanna die no
Knowing we are apart for the rest of our lives
Because you threw me like a knife
I’ve been eating your crops like a big old locus
Now I want to be a little more 'refocused'
Lyrics Submitted by KMG