Little Box Lyrics by Sammy Copley
I
Like it when you cry
And get in petty fights
Cause I know you’re thinking of me
I
Like it when you scream
And call me a machine
Cause it means you’re thinking of me
Maybe if I fit myself
into your little box I’ll find a home
Maybe you’ll take me for what I am
and what I am is all alone
I suppose
I
Like it when you leave
You give me room to grieve
Just to pull me in again
I
Like it when you sigh
How it keeps me up at night
How it pulls me in again
Maybe if I fit myself
into your little box I’ll call it home
Maybe you’ll leave me for what I am,
well what I am is all alone
Should’ve known
I
Like it when you phone
And I leave you with a tone
Cause it means you’re thinking of me