Bookstore Video (MV)

Met a girl once, called her pretty
That was just before I threw up in my mouth
Her hair was curled, I smelled like somethin' shitty
And our conversation only went south
Made it to a first date through God's grace
Took her to one of my favorite
Places to go when I was a boy, but I was a pretty boring kid

And I took her to the
Bookstore
Just to get high read poetry
Bookstore
Find your favorite biography
Bookstore
Can you even f*cking read
I don't know what you're looking for but this is where I'll be

Needless to say that was the last time I saw her
I knew she had hips that could turn me to water
But she hated the store
I knew I could try to get with something more
Met a girl with a tongue like a scalpel
Meticulous hours with red pens
Beautiful eyes and a mouthful of sly thing to pull me apart

And she took me to the
Bookstore
And she's got me on a leash
Bookstore
She kills me with soliloquies
Bookstore
Razor Lips and Stephen King
I think you're something sinister
And that's just what I need

And you remind me of paper cuts
And maybe why I shouldn't think so much
But your words have a flame
It's somethin' kinda painful and I like this game
And I'm a sucker for the sport
Tell me all your stories
Call me stupid
Say it more
I looked up from Two Cities and I saw her
This girl's got me whipped as f*ck

And she led me to the
Bookstore
Kissin' me behind the mysteries
Bookstore
I had no chances to breathe
Bookstore
And I'm enraptured by her sheets
They smell like classic novels
And it makes me feel complete

Bookstore
Never watchin' the TV
Bookstore
Long kisses as she leads
Bookstore
Call it fiction I believe
That this girl is the death of me
And I'm her nerdy plaything