A closet (especially in North American usage) is a small and enclosed space, a cabinet, or a cupboard in a house or building used for general storage or hanging clothes. A closet for food storage is usually referred to as a pantry. A closet, through French from Latin clausum, "closed" began life in the 17th century as a small private room, often behind a bedroom, to which a man or woman could retire, for privacy, reading, or enjoyment of personal works of art: for this usage, see Cabinet (room).
Modern closets can be built into the walls of the house during construction so that they take up no apparent space in the bedroom, or they can be a large, free-standing piece of furniture designed for clothing storage, in which case they are often called a wardrobe or armoire. Closets are often built under stairs, thereby using awkward space that would otherwise go unused.
In current British usage, a "wardrobe" can also be built-in, and the word "cupboard" can be used to refer to a closet. In Elizabethan and Middle English, closet referred to a larger room in which a person could sit and read in private, but now refers to a small room in general. In Indian usage, a closet often refers to a toilet. This probably originated from the word water closet, which refers to a flush toilet.
Oh Billie I want you so,
I'm trying to meet you.
Too many things they don’t know,
too many repeatings,
of beatings,
and I’m walking around your closet,
I want you to say my name again.
So Billie I lost control,
I’m trying to meet you,
too many things they don’t know,
too many repeatings,
of beatings,
so I’m walking around your closet,
I want you to say my name again,
so don’t stop don’t stop don’t turn around,
So Billie I lost control,
I’m trying to meet you,
too many things they don’t know,
too many repeatings of beatings,
of beatings…
so I’m walking around your closet,
I want you to say my name again,
oh Billie I lost control,
Children born to careless parents
Years of abuse take their toll
No love comes from those you trust
Unable to fight for your life
Live your life in solitude
Suffers the defenseless child
Parents form the child's mind with every act they commit
A child exposed to hatred will grow only thinking to hate
Live your life in solitude
When you walk right by my side everything just feels alright
all the stars are shining bright I feel lucky
When I'm hanging out with you and you do the things you do
when you look into my eyes I'm so glad
But there's something sad 'bout you you're a guy and I'm one, too
you like girls and I like you so I don't know what to do
I just hide my face away standing in the closet
and pretending I feel fine
I just hide my tears away you know I'm a big boy
you won't see me crying
When I walk around with you and you do the things you do
when you look into my eyes feel like crying
When you call me on the phone telling me you feel alone
it's just tearing out my heart feel like dying
But there's something sad 'bout you you're a guy and I'm one, too
you like girls and I like you so I don't know what to do
I just hide my face away standing in the closet
and pretending I feel fine
I just hide my tears away you know I'm a big boy
you won't see me crying
I just hide my face away standing in the closet
and pretending I feel fine
I just hide my tears away you know I'm a big boy