Another Key For my Collection
Every hotel room key from last year. i don't know why i decided to keep them all, but you know me...
"i'd invite you back to my place
It's only mine because it holds my suitcase
It looks like home to me alright
But it's a hundred miles from yesterday night
Must i be the man in a suitcase?
Is it me, the man with the stranger's face?
Another key for my collection
For security i race for my connection
Bird in a flying cage you'll never get to know me well
The world's my oyster, a hotel room's my prison cell"