The girl in the other room She knows by now There's something ain't know other fears Now she wears this thread bare She sits on the floor The glass press tight to the wall She hears murmurs low The paper is peeling Her eyes staring straight at the ceiling

Stood there leaning to the city moon, Casting silhouettes tall to grip her white rooms The black-clad voyeur in his black-clad masque In the serpentine sun of tragedy basked Stood there cursing at the soul-dead mass With their fabled illusions, the vain

They'll be so lonely, they could die You still can find some room For broken-hearted lovers To cry there in the gloom Well, they're so lonely Well, since my baby left me Well, I found a new place to dwell Well, it's down at the end of Lonely Street At

Don’t pin it all on me Fall upon your knees saying "This is my body and soul here" Fall and begging, pleading Oh blame, blame, blame (I got you, I got you) There’s no room for you here "You’ve got the power and control" You go sleep with the fishes Wrap

There is a train that's heading straight To heaven's gate, to heaven's gate And woman wait, watch and wait For redemption day I've wept for those who suffer long But how I weep for those who've gone Into rooms of grief and questioned wrong But keep on

Whippoorwills call, evenin' is nigh Hurry to my Blue Heaven Turn to the right, there's a little white light Will lead you to my Blue Heaven You'll see a smilin' face, a fireplace, a cozy room Little nest that nestles where the roses bloom Molly and me,

I miss my baby Messin' with these LA girls I'm missin' my baby (LA girls) There was Nikki, Nicole, Tiffany, and Heather But there's only room for you in my world But you say that I changed like the east coast weather How the hell did I get caught up?

But I don’t wanna dance if I’m not dancing with you And right there where we stood was holy ground Tonight I’m gonna dance for all that we’ve been through Tonight I’m gonna dance like you were in this room I was reminiscing just the other day While

Break it, smash it, burn it to the ground These times are volatile There's no room left for you Dead, imploded Volatile, volatile, volatile, volatile, volatile This world is fucking volatile Dead and bloated Fuck the world, come

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