The Book, Not The Feeling

Stop acting like everything’s fine
We’re in for some trouble now
Just re-plan it
Don’t panic — yet
Listen for footsteps in the hall
She’s so unpredictable
Stop blushing
It’s nothing new
And I’m through with it
Is it over yet
A single cigarette
Desperately unaware
An unseen love affair
So cut me down again
We’ll call it perfect then
And you might know how it begins
But you’ll never guess just how this one ends
I’m not the one that set you off
Slow down a little bit
Just forget it
You’ll regret it soon
There’s only one way out of here
And I don’t think you’ll like it much
Stop Guessing
We’re regressing back
And I’m through with it
Is this what you wanted?
Well this is what you get