Shadows In A Shoe Box

Matthew Santos ©2009

She’s got it under her bed, but you didn’t hear that from me. She’s got secrets unsaid well she’s got shadows in her shoebox yeah Shoebox yeah yeah eh. She’s roamed the bootlegged route, never speak of these things again. But they all live up in her head. Well, she’s got shadows in her shoebox yeah. shoebox yeah, she’s got shadows in her shoebox. Don’t you go telling nobody. She’s got shadows in her shoebox. Don’t you go telling nobody. He never asked her again, and she longs to pretend, that they’ll all just disappear. But she’s got shadows in her shoebox yeah, shoebox yeah she’s got shadows in her shoebox. Don’t you go telling nobody. She’s got shadows in her shoebox. Don’t you go telling no, don’t you go telling no, don’t you go telling no, don’t you go telling no body yeah yeah.