Page (Live from Deborah’s Living Room) - Ed Sheeran

Composed by：Aaron Dessner/Ed Sheeran

I'm a half-read story

I was fine on the shelf

Why did you take me down

As if I needed your help

No prior warning

No one to catch when I fell

Now that you're not around

I'm not doing so well

Do I look like a monster

Underneath all my skin

I wanna cut all this open

Til I'm feeling something

Now I'm tracing the cracks

So I can let the light in

I'm in love with the ghost of you

Better luck next year

There's nothing left here

Why am I constantly searching feeling unsettled

Living in hell pretending it's heaven

Head spin

Maybe I'm destined to be

Always lonely alone a loser pathetic

Maybe tomorrow will be better

But I'm stuck on the page

I'm a half-read story

Better off in the fire

Now I feel like the fool

Haunted by desire

For a moment of glory

I would risk all I am

I look at what we had

And I don't understand

Do I look like a monster

Underneath all my skin

I wanna cut all this open

Til I'm feeling something

Now I'm chasing the cracks

Til I can let the light in

I'm in love with the ghost of you

Better luck next year

There's nothing left here

Why am I constantly searching feeling unsettled

Living in hell pretending it's heaven

Head spin

Maybe I'm destined to be

Always lonely alone a loser pathetic

Maybe tomorrow will be better

But I'm stuck on the page

But I'm stuck on the page

Stuck on the page

But I'm stuck on the page