Testo Boxes - Rosie Darling

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