take a look inside my mailbox
all that's written is your name
i can't see straight through my glasses
all you people look the same
i'm digging deeper in your mailbox
trying to find your hidden face
call your mother say you miss her
lemon drops into my brain
it's hard enough to say you miss her
it's even harder than to cry
she took a coin out of your pocket
i caught her staring at the sky
i won't go back on easter morning
i'm too caught up in all my lies
she won't let you read from her notebook
'cause then you'd see through her disguise

am I a rat in a cage
isolated without water
don't touch me
i might bite your hand
keep your distance
don't get comfy

baby don't you trust me i don't know what i want
take a look inside my head and pick out all that i got
i got locks and keys on every single one of my thoughts
if you knew me better baby you'd get up and just walk

Unearth me
Throw away the soil
I’m an onion
Cut me open
Keep me for your recipes
I’m a memory
I’m a token