Original lyrics
ENWhat did you find in the box
In the back of the attic
That you packed
All those years ago
A nineteen six ties plushie frog
A crotchet tapestry for walls
A closet full of oddities
A signed Imogen Heap CD
I fill my room with little things
No one wants and no one needs rejected
I guess they're just like me
I'm the queen of broken toys
The music box that don't make noise
The friends I don't have thinks it's weird
I keep the things that disappear
I fall in love with broken glass
And wipe dust off of paper backs
I'm afraid of letting go
So I hold on to mementos
The smell of old is nothing new
Locked in picture frames with glue
A TV stuck on channel five
A VHS that's locked in time
In my room with little things
No one wants and no one needs rejected
I guess they're just like me
I'm the queen of broken toys
The music box that don't make noise
The friends I don't have thinks it's weird
I keep the things that disappear
I fall in love with broken glass
And wipe dust off of paper backs
I'm afraid of letting go
So I hold on to mementos
What did you find in the box
In the back or the attic
That you packed
All those years ago
