Shoebox Barenaked Ladies

[Verse 1]
A key in the door, a step on the floor
A note on the table, and a meal in the micro
Note says "I'm in bed, please make sure that you're fed
If you're taking a shower, you can borrow my bathrobe
And when I'm asleep, I dream you move in next week"
I crumple the note and save it to put inside

[Chorus]
My shoe box (shoe box)
My shoe box of lies

[Verse 2]
It's under my bed, it's never been read
It's in with my school stuff and my mom never cleans there
From my first little fib, when I still wore a bib
To my latest attempt at pretending I'm someone
Who's not seventeen, and doesn't know what you mean
When talk turns to single malts, or Stilton, or

[Chorus]
My shoe box (shoe box)
My shoe box of lies
Shoe box (shoe box)
Shoe box of lies