Calvin Crabtree - Shoebox Memories lyrics

[Verse 1: Calvin Crabtree] Tracks still coming, Tears still running Still wondering reminiscing, pull my shoebox out from under the bed Letters I've read before, Just keep them threw out the years The emotion running threw me as I reed once again NOTHING! Seems that's all that's left, with everyone come stress, joy, Feeling's I can't explain Out of all these ex-dames none still around. Makes me not want love, bu*t still I search and always end up heart In the heat of the pa**ion and good times is what I remember Seems they can't let go its holding me back From how they only talk and bring up the bad parts of the past Its trash in the form of talk lady's nee to throw it out What big Calvin's bout? Love loyalty honesty Looking at what's wrote and how it turned out I can't believe. Now I find it hard to trust. Was in the land of the lost just got lust. What the f**? [Hook: Calvin Crabtree] Shoebox so full My hearts empty Body full of stress But what's next Shoebox so full My hears empty Body full of stress [Verse 2: Calvin Crabtree] The letters,... Why I still keep them? Maybe to find out there pattern I did figure it out! They don't want love just a man with more clout And a team of sh** talkers convincing them I ain't no good Just a normal man ain't representing no hood Not a robber just an author Speaking poetry to the sound of music Letters so confusing,... Am I even a memory to them? Not even still a friend Loss of contact all tho its to late to keep in touch Got so many letters it could keep me busy for months All the stunts and antic you figure I wouldn't fall for these tricks I'm soft in heart strong in mind So deceiving hart telling what when on when I was sleeping in my own bed It stained my feelings and the way I approach women I'm still living to them I must bee dead. Probably had a fake funeral just to not show up. I'm on the edge! [Hook: Calvin Crabtree] Shoebox so full My hearts empty Body full of stress But whats next Shoebox so full My hears empty Body full of stress [Verse 3: Calvin Crabtree] I wonder sometimes how they could let it all go Letters seem so happy. What exactly was on there mind? I can't tell. Never will able Lyrics running like water, But they gone with the wind, Stuck in sin Wishing a real woman would step up and throw them away. Bring them better days I'm only 19 just don't want to get to where its to late Treat women like I'm casanova you just a pretender in vain Girls went from loving and innocent to insane For a few I acted the same way only during the break up In my mind I know most where sent only to make an illusion that I'm evil Not a show no encore They either get with the next man, or go play someone else when there friend are wanting more What a sick thing to watch! Some girls even made me lose my closest boys A game so funny they happy in misery I'm happy with nothing