This is so much more than you bargained for
It's all locked inside of that wooden drawer
And that axe you picked ain't that good for fixing
All those chores in that wooden drawer
Files and files
Your lying
Those keys you have those keys are mine
No you are
Those keys you have those keys are mine
Have you ever sat in a crowded room where
The mumbling secrets are none too cool
And that constant buzz of the absent
Love is the dreaded thing in that crowded room
Then when voices rise well it's no surprise
Cause there's nothing new nothing new to do
And those tears you drowned stretch over the ground
Wont forget that face in that crowded room
Your lying
Those keys you have those keys are mine
Your lying
Those keys you have those keys are mine
