Feel like running

I've had these lyrics floating through my mind for two days. It's beautiful but sad.

I wrote my name in your book

Only God knows why
And I bet you that he cracked a smile.

And I'm clearing all the stuff out of my room

Trying desperately to figure out what is that makes me blue.
And I wrote an epic letter to you - and it's twenty-two pages front and back
But it's too good to be used.

And I try to be a girl who likes to be used
I'm too good for that; there's a mind under this hat.

Laura, you silly lady.