What I'm Made Of/Lock and Key
I knew the day you met me
That you could see straight through
You told me things about myself
That no one ever knew.
You saw the place that I was in,
You knew the risks at hand.
I care so much, but with you, I wonder
Do you even give a damn?
You have plundered through my mind,
You’ve made off with my soul.
And secretly I’m just trying to be
Someone you want to know.
My heart’s still under lock and key,
But the battle’s nearly lost.
Your kiss has set my soul on fire;
My mind has paid the cost.
You now know where I keep that key,
The one that could destroy
But before proceeding, let me warn you,
My heart is not a toy.
If you try to take that key,
Be prepared for what you’ll find.
A broken, messed up, crazy child
Getting stronger all the time.
See I could rip you to pieces, if I wanted,
I could tear your world to shreds.
But the sad truth is
And shh, don’t tell,
I could never do as said.
I could never tear your world to shreds,
Never rip you into pieces
Because you know how to find that key
And I need you to see this:
You’ll see my secrets and desires
All my hurts and heartaches
You get this special privilege;
Don’t let it go to waste.
So I’ll throw back some whiskey,
And you’ll light one more up
Then if you want, come turn the key,
Please: come see what I am made of.
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