I tape the last box
There's space on the top still
Pictures collecting dust
Of people I used to trust
Plastics and woods
Imperfect but perfectly good, to me
Some things, were never meant to be
And I think, ever so truthfully
I, can't call this home
While this house has everything I own
Being cold and selfish, is all I've ever known
I still, can't call, this home
This book's aged with stains
I rewind my mind, frame by frame
The scratched and cracked CD's
Well worn, but as good as can be
It's cruel the best memories are in your head
And they're the first ones gone, when you're dead
Some things, were never meant to be
And I think, ever so truthfully
I, can't call this home
While this house has everything I own
Being cold and selfish, is all I've ever known
I still, can't call, this home
I'm sleeping in, a strangers bed
The smell of someone, I haven't met yet
Like the first night in your new house alone
Except I know with all my might
I, still, couldn't call, this home
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