Copied Keys

This is not my town and it will never be

This is our apartment filled with your things

This is your life, I get copied keys

Try and force a little smile and hold it a little while for you

These are your old streets and you know them well

One-way shortcuts all the way downtown

But your favourite find is just my secondhand secret

Try and hide a little pain for the things I can't explain to you

These are your good friends and I like them fine

'Cause they are your past and your present time

But would you even be the same if you left them behind?

All the things I used to be, all the things I miss of me for you

These are your good friends and I like them fine

These are your old streets and you know them well

This is not my town and it will never be

And it will never be

And it will never be

And it will never be

And it will never be ours