In my little black books with little sad words are the reasons that I should leave you I was afraid you would look and see what they read so I said the books didn’t matter I don’t like the way that you feel And you don’t like the way that I love you You tell me that my words mean nothing at all Well my books are nothing but true Well maybe I’m not the one for you Lately These words are all I have My idols through the glass So tell me there’s nothing I can do I don’t like the way that you feel And you don’t like the way that I love you You tell me that my words mean nothing at all Well my books are nothing but true Was it me who took the light from you face? Trapped in a room covered in grey Trying to make sense of a senseless place But you don’t know that you made it this way But you don’t know that you made me this way In my little black book I wrote down this song the day after you left me So I’ll say all the things that I wrote in those words and I hope someday you’ll forgive me I don’t like the way that you feel And you don’t like the way that I love you You tell me that my words mean nothing at all Well my books are nothing but true Was it me who took the light from you face? Trapped in a room covered in grey Trying to make sense of a senseless place But you don’t know that you made it this way But you don’t know that you made me this way Maybe I’m not the one for you Show me how to love…