This is so much more than you bargained for.

It's all locked inside of that wooden drawer,

And that axe you picked ain't that good for fixing all 
those chores in that wooden drawer.

Files and filesÂ…

Your lyingÂ…Those keys you have those keys are mine!

No you areÂ…Those keys you have those keys are mine!

secrets are none too cool?

And that constant buzz of the absent love is the dreaded 
thing in that crowded room.

Then when voices rise, well it's no surprise, cause 
there's nothing new, nothing new to do,

And those tears you drowned stretch over the ground, wont 
forget that face in that crowded room.