I've got a sad and lonely view Of a melancholy moon My pillow smells like your perfume In my blue bedroom From my blue bedroom Missing you in my blue bedroom Woke up this morning with day old coffee Smoked what was left of your cigarette Sit by the phone

You look to yours and I will look to mine Two folks in our condition So go about your earthly mission Don't trust no politicians She said, I know just what you're wishing We'll never leave this bar room with our pride I met a little girl in Saskatoon She

And the end is all I can see And it scares the hell out of me It scares the hell out of me Erie whispers Trapped beneath my pillow You won't let me sleep Your memories I know you're in this room I'm sure I heard you sigh

To use me for good We ain't leaving this room So girl, leave your boots by the bed Till someone needs medical help Or the magnolias bloom It's cold in this house and I ain't going out to chop wood So cover me up and know you're enough Cover me up and

Nothing can shake me from your love, it's true No one can make me feel the things you do Oh no, oh no In this room With the light of the sun in my eyes Can't recall Where I am or what I did last night Though I try and I try

Like violence you kill me Six bottles went down the drain One hours a waste of time I'd ask if you feel the same Still pushing that chance to try Your breath in this cool room chill Long hair that blows side to side You speak and make time stand still

Hard to thrill, nothin' really moves me anymore That I haven't seen before Hard to thrill, but nothin' really moves me anymore There is nothin' you can show me I got the time to kill, keepin' to myself inside this room Time to kill, keepin' to myself

Look at your Rollie, uh, look at my Rollie, uh That's a small face, uh, this a big face, uh Gettin' bored with this money, count it all day She can't see my room, fuck her in the hallway (yeah) Because it's the last ride ever gonna That I'm ever gonna

I've got a sad and lonely view Of a melancholy moon My pillow smells like your perfume In my blue bedroom From my blue bedroom Missing you in my blue bedroom Woke up this morning with day old coffee Smoked what was left of your cigarette Sit by the phone

What do you want from me As you look around this room tonight Settle in your seat and dim the lights Do you want my blood do you want my tears What do you want Should I sing until I can't sing any more Play these strings until my fingers are raw You're