Shoebox - Barenaked Ladies

作词：Ed Robertson/Steven Page

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 you're 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 shoe box

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 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 shoe box

Shoe box

Shoe box of lies

Shoe box

Shoe box

Shoe box of lies

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

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 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 shoe box

Shoe box

Shoe box of lies

My shoe box

Shoe box

Shoe box 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