She lies in bed at night
pondering life or death
the stars shine bright
as she takes her last breath
her mom walks in and cries
she thinks to herself
as her heart dies
then she looks on the shelf
there's a note it reads "MOM"

There is a misconception on my shelf
that appears when the shelves are overthrown with dust
dust drawn out by time, a misconception drawn out by lies
a misconception seen with half an eye
a single devil in disguise

Coming back when I least expect it
to take it's share from my mind
to unravel my life, to make me blind
and to forget everything i've done
to forget it all and to leave it behind

There will always be a misconception on my shelf
there with the single purpose
to erase and hide my true self

You possess full ownership
To the key to my heart's door
And it means an awful lot
To not only have a spot

High upon your shelf, but
To feel you open the padlock,
Tiptoe in, your smile against mine,
And tuck, and lock, yourself inside