In My Closet

A gold diamond and a shirt with no buttons I have his tie in my closet Right next to the box with your monogrammed mug And a framed photo of iceland The love i have now for my life and my house I wish that he could know me When i start to sweat i remember the dread The police officers in my doorway Your pillows were soft but your heart was a rock I left you in the driveway When my feet touched the ground there were tears In my mouth and all i had was fear Scared to my bones frostbite in my toes My friends they sat beside me It's not the first or the last time I suppose So at least you're not dead in a hotel room Who do i trust with my heart or my lust And why did you want to know me The moon's kinda bright but im bitter at night So i think i'll lay down Close my eyes and hold them tight I sing myself a lullably I have grandpa joe's ears and his Son's height But i'll never take my life Say it's a gift That i'm cursed and a bitch Know it doesn't make a different 'Cause at the end of the day There's a box with your name written on it In the back of my closet