When I write my book I'll tell you all the tales I never thought I'd tell
Cross the T's and dot the I's and reach into some dark forbidden well
'Cause I have walked between the lines for years and I am ready to confess
And crawl into the looking glass and put my hand into the viper's nest
All in my book
In my book
In my book
In my book
I raised the cup of fury with the souls who sing the songs of ancient l***
Drank the night to pieces then with sirens lying face down in the dust
Stood upon an arid plain and watched the steel canyons fall to blight
Sailed a handbasket to hell in time to see the devil beat his wife
All in my book
In my book
In my book
In my book
Careful, careful with your eyes
Though the road is always empty
How my footsteps rise to taunt me
Who is this who walks beside me
What is the that's drawing nearer
A burning bush is calling, another tower falling
A cloud of ravens rise and darken out the sky
The sea is boiling red under the thunderhead
The center cannot hold
The sacred flame has grown cold
Awakened from a fitful sleep to find we're in no ordinary dream
We take a closer look inside for nothing's ever quite the way it seems
This book is coming to an end and there's so much I wanted to include
Like all the deep dark secrets that I've heard from you and you and you and you
All in my book
In my book
In my book
In my book
In my book
In my book
In my book
In my book
Cross the T's and dot the I's and reach into some dark forbidden well
'Cause I have walked between the lines for years and I am ready to confess
And crawl into the looking glass and put my hand into the viper's nest
All in my book
In my book
In my book
In my book
I raised the cup of fury with the souls who sing the songs of ancient l***
Drank the night to pieces then with sirens lying face down in the dust
Stood upon an arid plain and watched the steel canyons fall to blight
Sailed a handbasket to hell in time to see the devil beat his wife
All in my book
In my book
In my book
In my book
Careful, careful with your eyes
Though the road is always empty
How my footsteps rise to taunt me
Who is this who walks beside me
What is the that's drawing nearer
A burning bush is calling, another tower falling
A cloud of ravens rise and darken out the sky
The sea is boiling red under the thunderhead
The center cannot hold
The sacred flame has grown cold
Awakened from a fitful sleep to find we're in no ordinary dream
We take a closer look inside for nothing's ever quite the way it seems
This book is coming to an end and there's so much I wanted to include
Like all the deep dark secrets that I've heard from you and you and you and you
All in my book
In my book
In my book
In my book
In my book
In my book
In my book
In my book