ROOM FOR ONE

I guess ill leave there's nothing left
An empty hole, an empty bed
Nothings right, but nothings wrong
Guess ill see you all at home
Nobodies right, but no ones wrong
I'll never feel that way again
Lets all resume and just pretend, that I'm
Too busy locked up again
Too busy out doings things lets just pretend
That I'm
Too busy meeting new friends
Too busy making up things too soothe my head and ill
Never feel that way again
Never listen to the lies that I was fed and I'll
Make sure to screw on my head
Make sure my beds got room for one on either end
It felt so right but also wrong
I saw the signs but nothing more
Never once did i object to all those
Feelings in my head
When you touched on my lips
I saw nothing but a glimpse
Of what it could've been
It should've been
But you would never guess, that i'm
Too busy locked up again
Too busy out doings things lets just pretend
That i'll
Never feel that way again
Never listen to the lies that I was fed and I'll
Make sure to screw on my head
Make sure my beds got room for one on either end
Hold me close til the end
Make sure i don't slip away into the depths, can i
Hold my ears shut against your chest
Close my eyes for a while and think about the way that ill never
Never feel that way again
Never listen to the lies that I was fed and I'll
Make sure to screw on my head
Make sure my beds got room for one on either end