You are supposed to be locked up In the box you came in In the back of my drawer But you're not And you know that Because you fall perfectly around my neck Laying softly on my chest During day and night you're there
And if they look closely They might see you But you're hidden Under t-shirts and sweaters By my hand if I'm nervous Because it makes me feel better Holding you, brings me closer to him Like I'm holding the last string
They might think I'm stupid for still wearing you But what you don't see can't hurt you
For everyone that feels guilty for still wearing the necklace you got from them, you're not alone