Lyrics

Make your move from the corner of the room
The walls are closing in and there’s nothing left to do
Echoes and memories that live within these halls
I take each one apart until there’s nothing left at all

And all the boxes have been packed now
And all the curtains have been drawn now
And my head it feels so heavy now
But I’ve done everything I’ve been asked now
Like a good boy
Like a good boy

Books of photographs that I’ve never seen before
You never ever shared this side of things before
Black and white eyes stare but never seeing past
All the precious things that were never meant to last

And all the boxes have been packed now
And all the curtains have been drawn now
This haunted house without its ghosts now
But I’ve done everything I’ve been asked now

Like a good boy
Like a good boy
Will you tell me I’m a good boy
Because I never feel like a good boy