Boxes For the Move

After work I packed my desktop and went out for a walkin' Closest liquor store had just ran out of boxes So I went down to Bogart to get More cardboard boxes for the move As I wished that I could drink what was once sold in these boxes The sky started to rain and my guts felt nauseous Cause I couldn't tell you that my heart had been starting to move Had to struggle down the road with fifteen soggy boxes The rope had cut my skin and the boxes I kept dropping yeah I'm boxing out my best friend At least I'll do a good job for the move I'm lying to my best friend At least I'll do a good job for the move When I came home you were sleeping surrounded by boxes Read a Christmas card from you and put it in my pocket Hid a picture of the two of you You were sitting smiling in a photo booth As I tiptoed round the couch Tripped and ripped lamp out of socket I was stacking til the sun rose Couldn't stop packing boxes It dawned on me abruptly As I emptied out all contents from the room And I thought back to the time when we were both sick and I Held onto your hand in the back of ambulance Now I'm holding onto masking Taping up these boxes for the move Now I'm wearing lots of masks and Taping up these boxes for the move And you know I hate to make you cry so now (I'm) taping up these boxes for the move