Dark Rooms

I used to hear about this lonely man
Lived down the road next to my friend
They said he was strong and he was kind
The type of good soul that was hard find
One day things changed and he left his home
Too quick to tell just what went wrong
An empty house all the good things gone
It was dark inside from that day on
Seeing that I kept walking tall

It only gets harder when the dark room calls

Some time later I heard his name
Said he'd done something bad and it was a shame
Said he was a man on the run
For shooting somebody down with a stolen gun
Some say he did what needed to be done
Some say there's no way he could've been the one
But If he goes to the law they'll kill him dead
So he'll take his chances as a wanted man
Now he's on the road driving fast
Eyes straight ahead cause he won't turn back
Blood on his hands and a trail too long
Now the only way out is to take the fall
The weight of the world and he takes it all

It only gets harder when the dark room calls

It only gets harder when the dark room calls
Can't give in when the dark room calls