Love Detective Lyrics - Arab Strap

We slept in this morning and she had to get ready in a hurry 

No time for her usual attention to detail 

And she ran out the door 

Slamming it behind her 

Leaving her keys swinging and jangling 

I stayed in bed until I heard the downstairs door shut 

Then peeked through the blinds 

And as soon as she was out of sight 

I went for the keys 

She never tried to make a secret of the box or 

The fact it was locked or even where she kept it 

But as I said at the time 

"If you've nothing to hide, why hide it?" 

It's one of those wee red cashbox things 

And she keeps it in a drawer by the bed 

Under some pictures and books 

Every key she has is on the same keyring 

It took me a while to find the right one 

I don't know 

I suppose I've had my doubts for a while there's been 

Hushed phone calls virtually every night 

Her friends stop talking when I come in the room 

They look at each other, and I don't know 

It's just a feelin' 

Anyway 

I eventually found the right key and 

It fitted perfectly in 

Put the box on top of the bed and opened it up 

There were these pictures of friends and ex's 

Letters, postcards, doodles, nothing bad 

And then I found some sort of sex diary 

And I went to the latest entry 

It explicitly detailed a recent adventure up the park 

With a boy she said she had forgotten about 

And it got worse as it went on 

The dates never made sense 

There were people I had never even heard of 

Eventually I had to stop reading it 

Because I started to feel sick 

So I put everything back the way I found it 

Shut the drawer and phoned you 

See, I don't know what to do 

I keep having 

Fantasies about leaving her Dictaphone under the pillow 

Or following her when she goes to work 

I've been lying about where I'm going 

Just in case I can bump into her