Do you ever feel like you're living
In a B-poet's nightmare
Like you're French-kissing your despair
Suffocating in the open air
If I was on the road, Jack
When I got home
I would burn that car to the ground
Straight to the ground, now
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Now
If I was a sinner
And I walked upon your water
Would you know my burning tower
Or would you save me with your locks of gold
I wait for you in ruin
Captured at the window
Faded like a photograph
Faded like a nervous laugh
And I would love a room
I'd love a room
I'd love a room with a view
I'd love a room
I'd love a room
I'd love a room with a view
Did you ever feel like you're living
In a time without a reason
A year without a season,
Another day cut by the killing joke
If I was on the outside
Looking at the inside
I would burn this place to the ground
Straight to the ground, now
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Now
If I was a lonely man
And I walked upon your growing land
Would you hear my call in hunger
Would you keep me from going under
I wait for you beside myself
Captured at the window
Faded like a photograph
Crooked like a last laugh
And I would love a room
I'd love a room
I'd love a room with a view
I'd love a room
I'd love a room
I'd love a room with a view
Happy to be alive
So low it hurts to breathe in
Close to you, it's close to me
Close enough that it's something to believe in
Do you remember to turn out the lights
When the show's over, the show's over
And it gets easier, and after this
And after this, and after this
I would love a room
I'd love a room
I'd love a room with a view
I'd love a room
I'd love a room
I'd love a room with a view
I'd love a room
I'd love a room
I'd love a room with a view
I'd love a room
I'd love a room
I'd love a room with a view
It gets easier
It gets easier
