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 you`re fed 
If you`re taking a shower, you can borrow my bathrobe 
And when I`m asleep I dream you move in next week 
I crumple the note and save it to put inside 
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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 the first little fib, when I still wore a bib 
To my latest attempt at pretending at someone 
Who`s not seventeen and doesn`t know what you mean 
When talk turns to single malts, or stilton, or 
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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? 
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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 the truth, dear 
And if I could - would it do any good? 
You`ll still never get to see the contents of 
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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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Lie-ee-ii