Track Title: Shoe Box Album Title: Born On A Pirate Ship Prime Artist: Barenaked Ladies Producer: Michael - Phillip Wojewoda Producer: Barenaked Ladies Written by: Steven Page Written by: Ed Robertson Lyrics: 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 your 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 My shoebox Shoebox of lies Shoebox Shoebox of lies It's under my bed, it's never been read. It's in with my school stuff and my mom never cleans in 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 My shoebox Shoebox of lies Shoebox Shoebox of lies Did somebody tell you This is how it' supposed to be? Or did you just find it And you don't want anymore from me? My shoebox Shoebox of lies Shoebox Shoebox of lies 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 goodbye, 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 My shoebox Shoebox of lies Shoebox Shoebox of lies You're so Nineteen-Ninety And it's Nineteen-Ninety-Four Leave this world behind me Cause you don't want me anymore |