i wouldn't be so quick to judge just yet,
in an empty space where you're voulnerable to all of your 
regrets.
and i think it'd be much easier if you'd read between 
these lines.
it'd be so much easier.
i wouldn't be so quick to judge with this all hanging 
around your neck.
one slip you'll fall and lose it all, voulnerable to your 
regrets.
and i think it'd be much easier if you'd read between 
these lines.
i'm getting to familiar with all these pages and empty 
spaces,
and i'm tearing each one out.
tearing each page out and recognizing what all these 
italics mean to mean.
there's so much empty space. it'd be so much easier if 
you'd read between these lines. 
(read between these lines)
i'm getting to familiar with all these pages and empty 
spaces,
and i'm tearing each one out.
i wish that you'd read between these lines,
because i'm tearing each page out.