Try and pick the lock
You’re not going to get in
The first draft is already written
I have nothing to hide
Just need the key
I only locked it temporarily
Just to keep the pieces locked
From getting out like a clock
I thought I removed the doorknobs
I never even thought a piece of me
Could be taken so easily
honestly thought I hid it so well
The secrets of me that I will never tell
I was on the phone line
When I cut the cord
When I looked up the link
I found your number on the website
But after reading all the pieces of paper
I realized that it was hidden somewhere in
The book of every chapter of my story
That was written by me and the end is history.