Porches. - Good Book [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Well every time I comb my hair
Try to get out somewhere I don't know
The first thing

And every time I brush my teeth
Another song gets written about
Jenny Lee

Well baby I'm just a good book
Baby I'm just a good book
Baby I'm just a good book

That you pick up when you want to
And put it down when you are tired
But fold the page when I knew you
And you knew me
Oh you knew me
It's a good one
A good one

A pool of blood
I called you up
For your morning []
In the springtime

Your imperfections glisten in the light
I'm spitting and bright but I guess
That you're tired tonight

Well baby I'm just a good book
Baby I'm just a good book
Well baby I'm just a good book

That you pick up when you want to
And put it down when you are tired
But fold the page when I knew you
And you knew me
Oh you knew me
It's a good one
A good one
A good one
A good one