there's a book in my hand with pictures that I can't feel eating at your wood with every end because no one ever knows no one ever sees their name tell me that it wasn't you pretending screaming so they all look round and tell me that you weren't pretending the sea is in the other hand and tell me that you weren't pretending the sea is in the other hand through pictures it won't stay through your pictures she won't stay there's a book in my hand confused by all that's real coloured with a woman that understands because no one ever knows no one ever sees her name and tell me that it wasn't you pretending screaming so they all look round tell me that you weren't pretending the sea is in the other hand tell me that you weren't pretending the sea is in the other hand through pictures it won't stay through your pictures she won't stay screaming so they all look round so tell me that you weren't pretending the sea is in the other hand so tell me that you weren't pretending the sea is in the other hand screaming so they all look round so tell me that you weren't pretending