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I'm cynical, they say. |
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Petrified, maybe. |
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Disgusted by his ways, |
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And a conscious is clear and |
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I fear it is free to betray. |
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Premeditated crime, |
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Now he plans and drinks until it's time |
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A crutch to use upon his prey, |
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She didn't know, it's not the way to love. |
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And I will judge a book by its cover. |
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Because you know it's all we, know it's all we have. |
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And I will judge a book by its cover. |
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So break my binding and tear my paper, |
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Just leave a page to sign your name. |
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It's evident today, and the evidence lays awake, |
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Regretting her last drink. |
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Drank her way to the bed and she said go ahead with a wink |
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Justifies his ways, and he can't look at her face. |
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He utters those three words, |
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She's oblivious, but tomorrow she will learn. |
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And I will judge a book by its cover. |
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Because you know it's all we, know it's all we have. |
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And I will judge a book by its cover. |
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So break my binding and tear my paper, |
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Just leave a page to sign your name. |
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Don't worry |
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I can keep a secret. |
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Don't worry he can keep a secret. |
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Don't worry, |
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Come on now doll you know you've got a secret. |
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And I will judge a book by its cover. |
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Because you know it's all we, you know it's all we have. |
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And I will judge a book by its cover. |
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So break my binding and tear my paper, |
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Just leave a page to sign your name. |
