[Frank Ocean] Who's that talkin in the library? Who's that talkin in my library? Is that you? No I won't put you out Cause what would this place be without my muse Nothing special, every book in here I wrote Some I'm not too proud; some I wish I could burn So many pages I wrote, wish I could revise them But there's no erasing, and the best advice I got was keep writing And keep living, and keep lovin
[Chorus] And when the ink dries, and the pages turn to dust So will we turn to dust, so will we dust, dust
[Frank Ocean] Who's that laughin in my library? Who's that laughin in my library? Is that you? No I won't put you out Cause what would this place, be without your smile? Nothing special I fell in love with you girl You let yourself inside, with no respect for privacy You said there's too much on my mind Then you ripped out a page, and set that shit on flame I quit writing Noooo, I kept living, whoahhhh, I kept lovin
