Storybooks -Twice Inna Row

(Verse 1)
Back to the corner
The same sanctuary
Have time to prepare
But only barely
It’s a game against myself
To sit and wait
But I have a special paper
Just below the liquor on the shelf
Far from here, it would seem
She knows me well
Half full or half empty
You can simply fill your cup

(Chorus)
I could write storybooks
For half-grown folks
Tragedies they can relate to
Even though, it’s all cloaked
Illustrate my drunken heartbeat
Humid nights, anecdotes
Our story could be a smash hit
The next big TV show

(Verse 2)
Let me draw out the details
Four more drinks till you slur
Did you wear that shirt for her?
That lackluster allure?
If I was out and didn’t see you
I would wonder where you were
But I’m muddying my vision
Heading towards opaque blurs
I could spend over an hour
With my eyes fixed on the fire
Just to take to satire
And spin it to a tune

(Chorus)
I could write storybooks
For half-grown folks
Tragedies they can relate to
Even though, it’s all cloaked
Illustrate my drunken heartbeat
Humid nights, anecdotes
Our story could be a smash hit
The next big TV show

(Guitar Solo)

(Chorus)
I could write storybooks
For half-grown folks
Tragedies they can relate to
Even though, it’s all cloaked
Illustrate my drunken heartbeat
Humid nights, anecdotes
Our story could be a smash hit
The next big TV show

Storybooks -Twice Inna Row