Box of Memories

I've got a box of memories under my bed And when I take it out it messes with my head Covered in the thickest coat of dust You taste it when it opens up Sometimes when I get lonely I dive deep inside Dig through the polaroids and letters that I hide From myself cause it's so hard to see The things that once held all of me And ooh Still got your picture Torn in two But I just can't throw away You So I keep your memory in my room Still got my ticket from the first movie we saw With all our friends How are they? 'Cause I don't know at all Haven't seen them since 2013 But they're in my box of memories And ooh That ring is still as good as New But It's at the bottom 'cause of You And it stays in my Room with all the rest of these recollections I know they're dead but they ain't in heaven No they ain't in heaven Try to find any one good exception I know I can but where have they been Where have they been I've got a box of memories under my bed And when I take it out it messes with my head But I do it anyways So it all stays