I've come to think
of my heart like a closet
Like those old ones
With an old key to close it
And it's used to being closed
Warm with dark, mold and rust
Hope you find your place there
Let me know if you're scared
'Cause my heart's like a closet
And it's empty inside
Except for my best friends
And now you, shining bright
May 8, 2025
May 8, 2025 at 10:20 AM UTC
I've come to think
of my heart like a closet
Like those old ones
With an old key to close it
And it's used to being closed
Warm with dark, mold and rust
Hope you find your place there
Let me know if you're scared
'Cause my heart's like a closet
And it's empty inside
Except for my best friends
And now you, shining bright