Non-fiction Lyrics - Singles - Average Mammals

I was born with a song on the tip of my tongue 

I grew up every weekend chasing love 

Well, I tried my hand at the grip of the pen 

I searched for more and more attention 

Some sort of recognition 

Well, I've got the curse of a nonfiction shelf 

I just can't seem to help my self 

I can't lie, you'd see right through my disguise 

So, why would I even try? 

I am a wooden boy 

Well, time ticked on I was drawn by the sound of the chord 

Chased it as long and as far as I could afford 

Well, I've had my share of failed interests 

But this one seems to be permanent 

Something that could never be worn 

Well, I've got the curse of the nonfiction shelf 

I just can't seem to help my self 

I can't lie, you'd see right through my disguise 

So, why would I even try? 

I am a wooden boy 

Well, I've got the curse of the nonfiction shelf 

I just can't seem to help my self 

I can't, lie you'd see right through my disguise 

so, why would i even try? 

I am a wooden 

I am x4 

Well, I've got the curse of the nonfiction shelf 

I just can't seem to help my self 

I can't lie you'd see right through my disguise 

So, why would i even try? 

I am a wooden boy 

x2 

I will die with a song on the tip of my tongue 

Leave behind and ? lived it to be sung 

Well, until then I'll just keep writing until the ink dries up and out of this pen 

Then I lose all recollection