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Shoe Box
A key in the door, a step on the floor A note on the table, and a meal in the micro Note says "I'm in bed, please make sure that you're fed if you're taking a shower, you can borrow my bathrobe When I'm asleep I dream you move in next week" I crumple the note and save it to put inside Chorus: My shoe box Shoe box of lies Shoe box Shoe box of lies it's under my bed, it's never been read it's in with my school stuff and my mom never cleans there From my first little fib, when I still wore a bib To my latest attempt at pretending I'm someone Who's not seventeen, doesn't know what you mean When talk turns to single malts, or stilton, or Chorus Did somebody tell you This is how it's supposed to be? Or did you just find it And you don't want any more from me? Chorus Was it something I said, or was it something you read That's making me think that I should never have come here I can offer you lies, I can tell you good-bye. I can tell you I'm sorry, But I can't tell you the truth, dear And what if I could -- would it do any good? You'll still never get to see the contents of Chorus You're so nineteen-ninety And it's nineteen-ninety-four Leave this world behind me 'Cause you don't want me anymore. |
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One, two..
I was surprised at how incredibly fast you were to come up and ask for a light I was amazed at just how matter of fact you were in taking me back for the night I only crave the sugar on the pill I hope that you will Trust me, trust me To let you down, You know that somebody got there first Trust me, trust me To let you down, My fingers crossed while my lips are pursed Trust me, I don't know where I'm going, you can drop me there Don't understand how the roles are reversed and now it's me that's freaked out by the chase The holy trinity are there in your purse: a condom, Obsession, and mace It's easier if I'm on my way So anyway you'll.. Trust me, trust me to let you down, You know that somebody got there first Trust me, trust me to let you down, My fingers crossed while my lips are pursed Trust me, I don't know where I'm going, you can drop me there I want you, you want me I want you not to want me I need you to need me To leave me Needing you to leave Trust me, trust me to let you down, You know that somebody got there first Trust me, trust me to let you down, My fingers crossed while my lips are pursed Trust me, I don't know where I'm going, you can drop me there Trust me, Trust me to let you down Trust me to let you down Trust me to let you down |
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Shoe Box
A key in the door, a step on the floor A note on the table, and a meal in the micro Note says "I'm in bed, please make sure that you're fed if you're taking a shower, you can borrow my bathrobe When I'm asleep I dream you move in next week" I crumple the note and save it to put inside Chorus: My shoe box Shoe box of lies Shoe box Shoe box of lies it's under my bed, it's never been read it's in with my school stuff and my mom never cleans there From my first little fib, when I still wore a bib To my latest attempt at pretending I'm someone Who's not seventeen, doesn't know what you mean When talk turns to single malts, or stilton, or Chorus Did somebody tell you This is how it's supposed to be? Or did you just find it And you don't want any more from me? Chorus Was it something I said, or was it something you read That's making me think that I should never have come here I can offer you lies, I can tell you good-bye. I can tell you I'm sorry, But I can't tell you the truth, dear And what if I could -- would it do any good? You'll still never get to see the contents of Chorus You're so nineteen-ninety And it's nineteen-ninety-four Leave this world behind me 'Cause you don't want me anymore. |
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