Love Me In Chapters

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