I've got a box on top of my bed
it holds the man i thought
i once was
i open him every single night
but sometimes i don't see him
but i see right through him
i think he cares
cause he fits my shoes
and i thought i'd never find
a man with such graceful imageing
cause once i thought i'd lie to you
but how could i ever do that?
instead i just betrayed you
since i dont love him i guess i'll stop
kissing him around the
Same time as you
cause i wanna see a flamed reactions
standing there on the grass
so once upon a time i saw you
kissing her on the cement
so i tore her head off and pasted mine on
and i found it more right than wrong
cause when i think of myself
I see me leaning on you
cause i guess i just lean on you
and i find it more
right than wrong
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