I've got a lock on the key chain
From every single one of them.
A sort of gift
But stolen none the less.
Each lock represents somebody I opened up
And each key is someone I stole.
A heart unlocked,
A gate unblocked
Allowing this parasite to gain its benefits.
I keep the locks to weigh me down.
As a way to bring this smile around
At the ends to form an appropriate frown.
What I gain is only measurable
By the pain I get from each lock I acquire
And the blame for this pain
Is caused by the names on each lock
And my sadistic desires.
It just seems like the more locks I get,
The more likely I am to forget
About the feelings for those hearts I unlock.
And with that many Pardora's Boxes
I wont be able to stop.
But no matter what,
With all these locks
Ill never be able to close my own box,
Until I get the key back for my own plot.
