The Boy In the Box

Our lives aren't relating
We've been distant
I see all of my future in your bleeding hand
Is this how you wanted me to be?
Crying and begging on my knee?

Wait for all the lines I used to preach when I would
Listen to everything you hated about me
And now I'm alone with my thoughts that drag me under
But I still miss you underground...

You tell me I was distant
Well I found my way
But when you took up with him I had no words to say
And I watch him raise our daughter
Crying... wishing I could call

Wait for all the lines I used to preach when I would
Listen to everything you hated about me
And now I'm the boy in the box you made a hole for
But I still miss you

I still miss you underground...



Credits
Writer(s): Bryan Hauver
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