Lyrics The Library of Babel - Baird

The Library of Babel

Cheap vacation nights I’m phony, body’s bony
In the camera light
It’s New York so everyone wears black
And acts like they don’t see my eyes
Lately seems the more I know you, the more I owe you
The less I trust myself
You lay awake in silence
Wonder if I’m sleeping next to you
Often when I see you walking
Hope that you don’t see me, but you do
You wouldn’t be caught talking too much
Talking too much, talking too much
You wouldn’t be caught talking too much
Talking too much, talking too much
You wouldn’t be caught talking too much
Talking too much, talking too much
You wouldn’t be caught talking too much
Talking too much, talking too-