Mystery Novels

You're a silent film that I've been trying to decode But I can't read your lips The script is tearing at the fold You're a rainy day in the middle of July Glad that you are here, but I never was quite sure why I think all the authors write Their mystery novels about you I think all the authors write Their mystery novels about you You are abstract art Hung on a wall without a frame Try to figure out what it means But the painter never gave you a name You're a diamond ring I found inside a thrift store And I can't help but wonder who owned you before I think all the authors write Their mystery novels about you I think all the authors write Their mystery novels about you I think all the authors write Their mystery novels about you I think all the authors write Their mystery novels about you I think all the authors write Their mystery novels about you Mystery novels, about-