Well, you say that I treat you like a book on a shelfnI don't take you out that often because I know that I completed you nAnd that's why you are herenThat's the reason you stay herenHow awful that must feelnnYou said you would be my dream, I could have you every nightnAnd if by morning I'd forgotten you, well, no big deal, that'd be all right nBecause you're the reoccurring kindnYou are the reoccurring kindnYou never really leave my mindnnAre you the love of my lifetime? nBecause there have been times I've had my doubtsnWe were just kids when I first kissed you in the attic of my parents housenAnd I wish we were there nownIt took so long to figure out nWhat this book has been about nnNow I write when I'm away, letters that you'll never readnYou said go explore those other women, the geography of their bodiesnBut there's just one map you'll neednYou're a boomerang you'll seenYou will return to mennYou will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. nYou? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You, you will. nnBecause if you don't, then this book is all liesnIf you don't, then my plans would all be ruinednIf you don't, I'll start drinking like the way I drank beforenOh, and I, I just won't have a future anymore