Who's that talking in the library Who's that talking in my library Is that you No I won't put you out Cuz what would this place be without my muse Nothing special Every book in here I wrote Some I'm not too proud of Some I wish I could burn So many pages I wrote Wish I could revise them But there's no erasing And the best advice I got
Was keep writing And keep living And keep loving (Oh lovin lovin lovin) And when the ink dries And the pages turn to dust So will we Turn to dust So will we Dust dust
Who's that laughing in my library Who's that laughing in my library Is that you No I wont put you out Cause what would this place be Without your smile Nothing special I fell in love with you girl You let yourself inside With no respect for privacy You said there's too much on my mind Then you ripped out a page And set that shit on flame
I quit writing I kept living I kept loving And when the ink dries And them pages turn to dust So will we Turn to dust So will we Dust dust