I opened up the music box
I wish you would have changed the locks
To keep me from replaying
All the feelings I've been savingI did not keep them locked up inside
I did not take my steps in stride
Thought you were bluffing, trampled on you
Went from friends to nothingRadio turns to gold
And paves the way
To find my home
When I'm aloneOvereager and underway
I risked it all, I had to say
What opened me up for the beating
But the heart is for bleedingWith scraps of songs I paste along
The seams of my clumsy tongue
In hopes of creating the golden notes
That might bring you back to meRadio turns to gold
And paves the way
To find my home
When I'm aloneLike phantoms on the highway
After holiday, gritting their teeth
Racing to find a place for their soul
Or at least a place that's less familiarWe offer up our heart before
The heart's invited or asked for
Oh no, here I go my friend, I'm repeating
But the heart is for bleedingAnd I've said all I can say
I am retreating, on my way
Music box, play my song I'll sing along
To that bitterly sweet tone when I'm alone