| In another room, just out of my sight
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| Words we used to say become so slight
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| Til they disappoint
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| And I know you won’t return my kiss
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| Did I not love you quite like this
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| In another room
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| In another room, where I’m obliged to wait
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| Til I become the man you barely tolerate
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| And the (--?--) (--?--)
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| And I’m extra drunk in the jambled dark
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| Did I not love you any more
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| In another room
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| In another room that I feel vacant
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| I can’t get used to it just yet
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| In another room you’re cried and shaken
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| Cursin' the very day we met
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| In another room, where we were before
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| Now you take your boy and you close the door
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| In another room, he’s kissin you so hard
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| The glass that’s in his hand, it shatters into shards
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| Splinters in his mouth
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| And the blood will run down in his cuff
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| Did I not love you quite enough
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| In another room, just out of my sight
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| In another room, goodbye, goodnight |