I emptied that box on the floor: letters, cards, pictures and [bad word] forgotten all these items I collected before
Some of them I got from you, some were too good to be [bad word] All of them embodied a path I thought would lead back to you

 Letters will be paper planes I will send from a rooftop, pictures where I look insane I will show no one
Cards I'll give to someone else. Someone who will really care about my stories and my hopes and fears
My hissy fits and my idiosyncrasies. They won't keep me in a box

 Time will pass and we will talk again. Another time, maybe another place
I never really thought of you again, you've been away way too long
But sentimental geeks will never learn their lesson when [bad word] to being firm
They'll keep it in a box under their bed and then they'll empty it

Letters will be paper planes I will send from a rooftop, pictures where I look insane I will show no one
Cards I'll give to someone else. Someone who will really care about my stories and my hopes and fears
My hissy fits and my idiosyncrasies. They won't keep me in a box

Can't be kept in a box
Can't be kept in a box
Can't be kept in a box