Not the key
Lock me out of your head
Leave me outside in the cold
All alone in my bed
Watching time grow me old
Things are not really the same
They were never meant to be unchanged
Thought it'd be like before you came
But this is all foreign, all so strange
Be the lock, I'm not the key
But it's time to leave you alone
Have your wings, fly free
And in your dust I will roam.










