Just enough for two in here Ain't nobody but you and me in here Yeah, what can we do in here? What can we do? What can we do? Baby there's room in here Cause baby there's room in here I want you by lonesome, above this counter space It's easy and

I don't know why When you're hiding from the truth It's some kind of joke When the tears are bleeding blue There's nowhere to run When the pain is caused by you It's some kind of joke In a room full of red pretend to be dumb We fall on our face pretend

Up all night long And there's something very wrong And I know it must be late Been gone since yesterday I'm not like you guys I'm not like you Hey mom, there's something in the backroom Hope it's not the creatures from above You used to read me stories

Without truth Yet we want to spare the feelings of those we love We've all lied But there is always room for forgiveness my friend So don't treat me bad just be glad I am strong I know where I belong

Panic for a minute Got my brain in a daze I wish you weren't in it There are so many ways To lose your attention You can break everything My mind is on you But so I can take anything If a plane crashed into my room

La, la, la, la We'll thank this small hotel With a wishing well I wish that we were there One room bright and neat Complete for us to share Looking through the window You can see a distant steeple

Isn't it good Norwegian wood? I once had a girl Or should I say she once had me She showed me her room She asked me to stay And she told me to sit anywhere So I looked around And I noticed there wasn't a chair I sat on a rug biding my time

You're not in the room There are no legible signs You wait your turn in the queue You say your sorries and thank you's I don't think you're ever A hundred percent in the room You go on I'll be okay I can dream the rest away It's just a little touch of

The house was like a tomb. I was hiding in my room. As my brother made his way on down the hall. I didn't want to say goodbye. And I was trying to deny there was a war, And that he got the call. I watched him from my window Walking down the drive. Then I

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