I am sitting in a room
A room no different than the one
You might expect
And I am ready for a move
There is no wind
There are no seasons
In this room I spy on neighbours
And I count the ringing phones in their lives
This is the year
Of a bad year
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I am sitting in a room
With a secondhand guitar
And a mattress for retiring in the evening
Sometimes I like to sit around
And think a way of things to say and write them down
Have you killed more men than Texas?
Or does justice interfere with your decisions?
It is better to ignore the cost
If you wanna say you never loved, then lost
I've been a fool
For less than love
Can't pretend it's always worth it
I've been a fool
For less than love
Even almost made the effort
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You can count the things you say
But the hesitations have to weigh against you
Yeah, you can count the things you're smart enough to say
But the meaning melts away in the sun
If I had not quit my job
I might have the distinct pleasure, of a weekend
If I had not quit my day job
Well I could have the distinct pleasure of an evening of leisure
To reward me for my efforts in a room
I've been a fool
For less than love
Can't pretend it's always worth it
I've been a fool
For less than love
Even almost made the effort
I've been a fool
For less than this
Every chance I took a thousand more I missed
I'd be a fool for anything
At this point
Come and find me
You can find me
I've got nothing else to do
I'll be sitting in a room