Rubble

I keep my closets closed

It's silly I suppose but no one really knows

And I can't help it

But I feel like he's on his way

And I'm in so, so much trouble.I never rest my head

Too close to the head of the bed.

Well I'm guessing he knows what I did.

I'm afraid they will put me down with the rubble... with the rubble.

I know it won't be long.

Until I'm here and then I'm gone.

There'll be no heart to rest your head upon.

Look away when they put me down with the rubble... with the rubble.

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