Love Me In Chapters II

I settled for love that only left me scarred
Only told me I'm gorgeous, when he's semi-hard
And I cried in the bathroom while he played guitar
Now I lay in the bedroom and I travel far

He called me a flower and still broke my heart
He picked on my petals and tore me apart
Now I'm out in the garden 'cause love didn't last
Last in real life, so I spend my time

Reading about it, turning the pages, and pages
Allowing myself to fade in the story about him
Kiss me in chapters, love me in writing
I'll be your coat in the thunder and lightning

We'll have a house and the house is a home
And the home has a fence and I won't be alone
Leave a kiss on my forehead and I won't have to worry
'Cause our hearts never break if we're living in a story

And I'll make you breakfast and some for the kids
And they'll play piano and take vitamins
And they'll believe in love 'cause they look up to us
And you would just adore me, living in a story

I'll be the author, the insomniac
Sell creative and maybe, I get paperback
And I'll bookmark the pages to freeze where I'm at
Because time doesn't freeze, I'll beg and I'll plead, just to

Wait here a second, the snow falls upon
Your eyelashes, it's heaven, reality's hell
We'll be somewhere in Devon and we'll bake
A pumpkin pie, spend all of my time

Reading about it, turning the pages, and pages
Allowing myself to fade in the story about him
Kiss me in chapters, love me in writing
I'll be your coat in the thunder and lightning

We'll have a house and the house is a home
And the home has a fence and I won't be alone
Leave a kiss on my forehead and I won't have to worry
'Cause our hearts never break if we're living in a story

And I'll make you breakfast and some for the kids
And they'll play piano and take vitamins
And they'll believe in love 'cause they look up to us
And you would just adore me, living in a story, there'll be

No pain and no crying, no sitting in silence
No wishing for change, no change in my diet
No guilt on your conscience, no blood on your hands
No salt in our seas, no stones in our sand, there's

No hatred or violence, no little white lyin'
No waiting for pain, no love unrequited
No thorns in my roses, no sorrow unplanned
'Til then I'm content with my book in my hand