Paperback Heartbreak

[Verse 1]
You come in chapter seven
Ink-stained
Crooked grin
Smell of rain and trouble
Bleeding from the spine I’m in
Highlighters on your dialogue
Dog-ears on your name
My friends say it’s obsession
I just call it turning pages on the flame
[Chorus]
I’m in love with the men in my books
All my heroes on the shelf
They break me
Save me
Burn me up
And never have to know themselves
Paper cuts across my fingers
Every time I touch your face
I’m in love with the men in my books
‘Cause the real ones don’t keep pace
[Verse 2]
You wait on my nightstand
Crumpled cover
Bent and brave
Every time my phone lights up
I’d rather fall back in your cave
They ghost me in the daylight
You haunt me in the dark
Every line you ever spoke
Feels tattooed across my heart
[Chorus]
I’m in love with the men in my books
All my heroes on the shelf
They break me
Save me
Burn me up
And never have to save themselves
Paper cuts across my fingers
Every time I trace your name
I’m in love with the men in my books
And no one flesh and bone compares the same (no way)
[Bridge]
Maybe I built you
Out of lines and lies
But you always call me darling
When I’m tired of goodbyes
Should I close you
Let you go?
Or live inside your world instead?
‘Cause I only feel this living
When the words are in my head (my head)
[Chorus]
I’m in love with the men in my books
All my heroes on the shelf
They break me
Save me
Tear me down
Then stitch me back as someone else
Paper cuts across my fingers
But I keep on turning anyway
I’m in love with the men in my books
Till a real one learns to stay (learns to stay)
(Yeah)

rock, Crunchy alternative rock with female vocals; slightly overdriven guitars locked to a dry, punchy kit, bass pushing the low mids. First verse starts in a simmering half-time groove, chorus slams into full on sing-along power with stacked harmonies and a soaring lead line. Brief bridge strips to vocal, bass, and toms before a final, bigger chorus with octave guitars and shouted gang vocals on key phrases., alternative rock