Текст песни
[Verse]
The pen just stares back at me like a dare
A battlefield of white paper everywhere
Words won't stick they slide and slip away
[Prechorus]
I hum a tune it falls apart
I search for sparks but they won't start
[Chorus]
Blank pages blank pages mocking me
A song about nothing is all I can see
Oh the irony, it's not lost on me
Blank pages they're writing me
[Verse 2]
The clock ticks loud like it’s keeping score
Ideas run out the same old metaphor
My brain's a desert not a drop in sight
[Prechorus]
I strum a chord it sounds so plain
I chase the magic but it won't remain
[Chorus]
Blank pages blank pages mocking me
A song about nothing is all I can see
Oh the irony, it keeps haunting me
Blank pages they're writing me
[Synth keyboard outro]
