smiles aren't enough.
we touch and talk about
the things that make us tough.
we don't agree on much, yet.
careful with love.
it takes a stab wherever it's
boney arm can shove.

then twists inside your lungs.
nobody has to know
what we have/haven't done.
keep it to yourself.

send out your doves,
may they return with branches of
olive soaked in blood
of men who lost their lives at sea.
careful with hate
it burns a hole wherever its
spiteful eyes can gaze.

the radio's off
cause we know all the songs
we've read all our books
because the tv doesn't turn on.

Lyrics submitted by oolalukiss

bookworm song meanings
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