Verse 1
I said I’d just try one,
“tiny trilogy…”
lied straight to my phone,
now the dishes in the sink got a kingdom of their own.
I’m the monarch of the couch,
blanket on the throne,
talkin’ to fictional people
like they owe me rent and loans.
Chorus
It’s not a problem,
I can stop anytime,
just one more chapter,
then I’ll go touch daylight.
Started with Mistborn,
now the mailman’s my best friend,
’cause he’s the only one who’s seen me since this binge began.
(It’s fine, I’m fine)
I can stop anytime.
Verse 2
Friends keep texting, “You alive?”
I would answer…
but there’s magic on my mind.
I got kingdoms, secret plots,
notes and tangled lines,
color-coded theories spread
across my table like a crime.
My group chat thinks I moved,
my plants are gettin’ brave,
I eat dinner with an audiobook
and pace around the place.
I swear I had a social life,
I swear I had a plan,
now I schedule all my free time
around a hardcover in my hand.
Chorus
It’s not a problem,
I can stop anytime,
just one more chapter,
then I’ll go touch daylight.
Started with Mistborn,
now my group chat’s out of hope,
I’ll text ’em back when all these secrets quit grabbin’ at my throat.
(It’s fine, I’m fine)
I can stop anytime.
Bridge
(whistled hook over strummed guitar)
I swear I’ll go outside
soon as I see how this war line ties…
okay, and maybe one more arc,
and whatever that prelude is.
I’m definitely in control,
this is a normal hobby, dude…
hold on, wait, what’s this?
A map?
Well now I have to read it too.
Final Chorus
It’s not a problem,
I can stop anytime,
just one more chapter,
then I’ll go touch daylight.
Started with Mistborn,
now my calendar’s a joke,
every plan I made got canceled by the page that I just “won’t…”
(It’s fine… one more line)
I can stop anytime.
Outro (spoken soft)
After this chapter.
For real this time.
