Plastic Boxes
I can go, but you should know
That my situation is not under control
And I alone sit like a stone
In destiny's garden with my mind fully blown
'Cause you're gone indefinitely
You are the ring that was tossed in the sea
Yeah, I never found the love we shared
I, I press rewind, but I'm already dead
So I picked up all your hair-clips and packed them away
Right next to the letters that you left me
Just in case we could figure it out on a better day
In plastic boxes from New York to LA
I don't want to die, but I don't have a reason to stay
I wanted space and time, spend time in space
But what does it matter now that nothing remains
I cannot sleep when all I hear is
A silent symphony of pain and disgrace
And now I will waste every one of my days
Blind, deaf, and dumb, I'm a man with no face
Let's take this wall and paint it red
I, I put a gun to the side of my head
Well, I picked up all your hair-clips and packed them away
Right next to the letters that you left me so that I could cry again on a future date
In plastic boxes from New York to LA
I don't want to die, but I don't have a reason to stay
No-no-no, no-no-no, no-no-no-no
Not today, ooh
I don't have a reason to stay
No
No-no-no, not today, not today
Not today
That my situation is not under control
And I alone sit like a stone
In destiny's garden with my mind fully blown
'Cause you're gone indefinitely
You are the ring that was tossed in the sea
Yeah, I never found the love we shared
I, I press rewind, but I'm already dead
So I picked up all your hair-clips and packed them away
Right next to the letters that you left me
Just in case we could figure it out on a better day
In plastic boxes from New York to LA
I don't want to die, but I don't have a reason to stay
I wanted space and time, spend time in space
But what does it matter now that nothing remains
I cannot sleep when all I hear is
A silent symphony of pain and disgrace
And now I will waste every one of my days
Blind, deaf, and dumb, I'm a man with no face
Let's take this wall and paint it red
I, I put a gun to the side of my head
Well, I picked up all your hair-clips and packed them away
Right next to the letters that you left me so that I could cry again on a future date
In plastic boxes from New York to LA
I don't want to die, but I don't have a reason to stay
No-no-no, no-no-no, no-no-no-no
Not today, ooh
I don't have a reason to stay
No
No-no-no, not today, not today
Not today
Credits
Writer(s): Johnny Stevens, Mark Schwartz, Ryan Meyer, Richard Charles Jr Meyer, Matt Kofos
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