In This Room lyrics
by Church



Oh the avenging angelShiver in the way of her stareI will admit that she never loved meBut I admit that I didn't careAnd it's too damned late to buy the gateAnd why close it if your heart isn't thereAnd since you know it allI could give you a callI could give you something fine to compare yourself toMy eyes begin to ache in the cold electric lightThere are no windows in this roomIn which we've been sitting all our livesSome incredible distanceSome incredible placeSometimes I think, sometimes I sinkIn some incredible raceAnd it's too damned soon for a man of fortuneTo have to run or lose his faceAnd since you know it allI could give you a callI could give you a lot more than a taste of yourself, too