They say I was found in your garden
Asleep in the rain by your door
In my hand was a note
Can't explain what I wrote
Or what it was that you read
Should be something I said
A thousand pages before
Well I wanted to learn and you taught me
It's only to write, and I wrote
Page after page
I brought up my rage
And each line and each verse
And each kiss and each curse
Can be read in the rhymes that I wrote
There's no sleep to be found like before
I go out in the night
Just to sing there in the rain
The words that you see
[...] was me
And I'm lost, lost like I'm blind
She's not the kind of girl who would guide you
You're trapped, and the key is your mind
That's when you find she's [...ing] forever
So I drank till the bottle was empty
And the pages were strewed on the floor
But the words you [reclaim?] as you [...] [my fame?]
Was each line and each verse
And each kiss and each curse
I wrote a thousand pages before

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