He tore out the pages one by one They went in the fire when he was done Watching
the paper burn was fun while it lasted He found her diary in the drawer Promised
he'd read one page no more But a part of him was sure he'd read past it He saw a
name he recognized He saw the truth with his own eyes How a restless heart can
find brand new love She never really said goodbye Two hundred pages told him why
And he cried cover to cover Sometimes they lock them with a key Serves him right
hers would have to be In a place that's guaranteed he would find it He watched
them meet on page fifteen Describing a man he'd never seen Her heart going back
and forth between aware and blinded You know it could mean a broken heart He was
a fool to even start But with ever page he reads he turns another In her own
hand now leather bound He just could not put it down So he cried cover to cover
Yes he cried cover to cover
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