Tearing out pages 

From your only book 

Circle the bold print 

It's where you have to look 

I could try but 

I wouldn't get too far 

Tearing out pages 

I wouldn't get that far 



Magazines, tearing pieces of me 

They just fall out 

They just fall out 



If you see three fingers 

Read between the lines 

Its what I thought you where good at 

But you do what you like 

I could try but 

I wouldn't get too far 

Making holes in pictures 

Tearing words apart 



Magazines, tearing pieces of me 

They just fall out 

They just fall out 



Let me spell it out, 

Let me spell it 



Magazines, tearing pieces of me 

They just fall out 

They just fall out