Heaven knows we are not the same But that's no reason to take all the blame It seems we're both just better on paper But we've got ink stained on both our fingers Caught between these two layers of love And remaking what once was We'll feel so scripted Locked inside our heads And you'll curse this image And every word I said Ink stained on both our fingers Caught between these two layers of love And remaking what once was We'll feel so scripted Locked inside our heads And you'll curse this image And every word I said We'll feel so scripted Locked inside our heads And you'll curse this image And every word I said