The Book
I read your book And I find it strange That I know that girl and I know her world A little too well And I didn't know By giving my hand That I would be written down sliced around passed down Among stranger's hands Three days in Rome Where do we go I'll always remember Three days in Rome
Never again Would I see your face You carry a pen and a paper and no time and no words you waste Oh you're a voyeur The worst kind of thief To take what happened to us To write down everthing that went on between you and me
Three days in Rome And I stand alone I'll always remember Three days in Rome
And what do I get Do I get revenge
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