كلمات Boxes

I'm always fitting into boxes Got used to doing what you wanted I guess I mistook you for belonging Now all that's left is something haunting I cried the whole way home from London You changed the locks, I kept my key Had to explain it to my family All of the hurt they couldn't see Oh, you used to say you wouldn't leave I'm walking down the street Wet clothes, grieving Yea, God knows you're not a healer What did you want from me I gave you everything I paid for heaven but I'm here I'm still here I'm still here Your brother tried to call me He didn't know that it was over How could you offer me the whole world And never give me any closure Oh, you used to say you wouldn't leave I'm walking down the street Wet clothes, grieving Yea, God knows you're not a healer What did you want from me I gave you everything I paid for heaven, but I'm here I'm still here I'm still right here where you left me I'm still right here, come get me I'm still right here where you left me I'm still right here, come get me I'm still right here where you left me I'm still right here, come get me I'm still right here where you left me I'm still right here, come get me I'm walking down the street Wet clothes, grieving Yea, God knows you're not a healer What did you want from me I gave you everything I paid for heaven, but I'm here I'm still here I'm still here