Bottomless Pockets

I cannot relay this message Holding onto pounds of baggage I swallow the keys that lock my doors Counting all the time you're spending Tallies on my back, lines bending You're the one that you've been hunting down Don't You Lock Doors What mirror are you looking in? The space between the two is getting thin Your hands are reaching forgiveness Reaching into bottomless pockets I have never been this honest But my loyalties been promised I'm worn out, there's nothing I can do Metal detector found your locket Around your neck, a prime accomplice Can't you find the silence in the sound What mirror are you looking in? The space between the two is getting thin Your hands are reaching for forgiveness Reaching into bottomless pockets Don't You Lock Doors Or You'll Get Burned