The Box Songtext / Lyric

Take me home

I've had enough

And I'm done



All the alcohol

Is not setting well at all



The drugs wore off

All the pills have stopped

And these are the tiny hands

That rip us a part



And I've got one foot in the gate of hell

And you've got two hands hailing taxis down

And he got three years just for givin' up

And I've got nothing to complain about



I got one foot in the gate of hell

You got two hands hailing taxis down

He got three years just for givin' up

And I've got nothing to complain about






Don't give up

Even though I'll give up

Cuz this is a front

You want me now

Cuz I will be here all night

It seems if only an empty drink

Cuz this is a front

You want me now

Cuz I am lost without you



One foot in the gate of hell

You got two hands hailing taxis down

He got three years just for givin' up

And I've got nothing to complain about



And I've got one foot in the gate of hell

You got two hands pulling me around

You got three years just for givin' up

And I've got nothing to complain about



Cuz sometimes

Somewhere

Somehow

It's somewhere

It's somehow

Yeah...



I've got a sun burn from the gate of hell

You got a sore throat from always screaming help

He got three years just for givin' up

And I thought two years would've been enough



One foot in the gate of hell

You got two hands hailing taxis down

We got three years just for givin' up

Oh I've got nothing to complain about



One foot in the gate of hell

You got two hands hailing taxis down

He got three years just for givin' up

Oh I've got nothing to complain about