D            E                   G
A key in the door, a step on the floor

              Gm          A           D
A note on the table and a meal in the micro

                  E                                 G
Note says "I'm in bed, please make sure that you're fed

                   Gm              A         D
If you're taking a shower, you can borrow my bathrobe

             E                                G
And when I'm asleep, I dream you move in next week"

              Gm                 A
I crumple the note and save it to put inside my


[PD-C HORUS]
D              A
Shoe box (shoe box)

            Bm    A   G
Shoe box of lies

[VERSE 2]
D             E                    G
It's under my bed, it's never been read

                Gm                  A         D
It's in with my school stuff and my mom never cleans there

                     E                        G
>From my first little fib, when I still wore a bib

                Gm         A           D
To my latest attempt at pretending I'm someone

              E                               G
He's not seventeen, and doesn't know what you mean

                   Gm              A
When talk turns to single malts or stilton or my

[CHORUS]
D              A
Shoe box (shoe box)

            Bm    A   G
Shoe box of lies

D              A
Shoe box (shoe box)

            Bm    A   G
Shoe box of lies

[BRIDGE]
G          A             G          A                    G
   Did somebody tell you    this is how it's supposed to be?

       A                Bm        G        D         A
Or are you just finding you don't want any more from me?


("one-note solo" over chorus-like D-A-Bm-G progression x2)

[VERSE 3]
D                  E                            G
Was it something I said or was it something you read

                 Gm                  A          D
That's making me think that I should never have come here

                E                    G
I can offer you lies, I can tell you goodbye

                   Gm           A              D
I can tell you I'm sorry, but I can't tell the truth, dear

              E                     G
And what if I could-would it do any good?

                    Gm             A
'Cause you'll never get to see the contents of my

[CHORUS]
D              A
Shoe box (shoe box)

            Bm    A   G
Shoe box of lies

D              A
Shoe box (shoe box)

            Bm    A   G
Shoe box of lies

[BRIDGE]
G            A                 G                           A
   You're so nineteen-ninety,     and it's nineteen-ninety-four

G             A                      Bm        G       D  A
   Leave this world behind me 'cause you don't want me anymore