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This is the place I made my first mistakes Here lays a trinket box of error And regret Settle down and pack this box away, let go And if you should see her Let her know that I still feel the same I just grew tired of that game Pack this box away, let go And all this smoke Is clouding up my eyes I'm choking on your pretty, pretty lies Now I'm stamping out that fire And summer wind, it came blowing in the door It scattered cherry blossom to the floor Oh you used to be, a friend of mine Oh yeah This is the place I made my first mistakes A clumsy night of saddled racket, oh Settle down Pack this box away, let go And if you're in the neighbourhood Don't come a-knock-knockin' at my door Because there's nothing there but bad memories And they're memories I've been longing to let go This is the place That I've passed by, the times When I laid my head for days, Mam would've died Now I'm stamping out that fire And in the wake, I broke that falling tide His nails They trace across your side The place you're longing me to touch Right now Well is this love? Or guilt in your dead eyes, oh I'm choking on your cluttered alibis Now I'm stamping out that fire And still that summer wind blew love through my old house All that's left is sadness and self doubt Oh girl, your little secret Ain't secret no more This is the place I made my first mistakes Here lays a trinket box of error And regret Settle down, pack this box away, let go |