## Metadata
**Caption:** soft rock, string section, sultry vocal, mysterious, 1972, 116 bpm, female vocal
**BPM:** 140
**Duration:** 180.0s
**Key:** E minor
**Time Signature:** 4

## Lyrics
[verse]
You walked into the party like a private show
Every mirror knew exactly where to go
You wore your name like it was carved in gold
Told me stories I'd already heard told

[chorus]
Oh you're certain that these lines belong to you
Aren't you, aren't you
You'd swear that every verse was carved for only you
Wouldn't you, wouldn't you
Well maybe it's true, maybe it's true

[verse]
You had a driver, a smile, a clever line
A table always waiting, always fine
You watched your own reflection in my eyes
Never noticed all my quiet goodbyes

[chorus]
Oh you're certain that these lines belong to you
Aren't you, aren't you
You'd swear that every verse was carved for only you
Wouldn't you, wouldn't you
Well maybe it's true, maybe it's true

[bridge]
The strings come in like curtains on a stage
You always loved to own the final page
But the credits rolled and I walked away
Leaving you to star in your own play

[chorus]
Oh you're certain that these lines belong to you
Aren't you, aren't you
You'd swear that every verse was carved for only you
Wouldn't you, wouldn't you
Well maybe it's true, maybe it's true