Rented Rooms
There's the same hotel, and we can go there now
We can go there now if you want to
Through the doors of that rented room
Yeah, we stumbled through
It was only hours
It seemd such a short while
We had no time to cry
Or sit and wonder why
We had so many things started to say
We had to get through
We tried the cinema
Within half an hour
We had to go find someplace else
Some more, you know
We tried a drinking bar
It gets so very hard
And when the cab ride gets too long
We go fuck in the bathroom
We can't afford the time to sit and cry
Or to wonder why
We've got so many things started to say
We have to get through
Through the doors of that rented room
Yeah, we stumbled through
We had so many things started to say
We have to get through
We can't afford the time to sit and cry
Or to wonder why
We've got so many things started to say
We have to get through
We haven't got the time for telling lies
Or to even try
There's only days in between
There's just tomorrow
Through the doors of that rented room
Yeah, we stumbled through
It was only hours it seemed such a short while
In those pillows all the feathers that hold all our dreams
Whispered at the scene
Now they just seem to float on a breeze
I could have wrapped that pillow around my head
Face down on the bed
I could have drowned in those so-called dreams
We can't afford the time to sit and cry
Or to wonder why
There's only days in between
There's just tomorrow
We can go there now if you want to
Through the doors of that rented room
Yeah, we stumbled through
It was only hours
It seemd such a short while
We had no time to cry
Or sit and wonder why
We had so many things started to say
We had to get through
We tried the cinema
Within half an hour
We had to go find someplace else
Some more, you know
We tried a drinking bar
It gets so very hard
And when the cab ride gets too long
We go fuck in the bathroom
We can't afford the time to sit and cry
Or to wonder why
We've got so many things started to say
We have to get through
Through the doors of that rented room
Yeah, we stumbled through
We had so many things started to say
We have to get through
We can't afford the time to sit and cry
Or to wonder why
We've got so many things started to say
We have to get through
We haven't got the time for telling lies
Or to even try
There's only days in between
There's just tomorrow
Through the doors of that rented room
Yeah, we stumbled through
It was only hours it seemed such a short while
In those pillows all the feathers that hold all our dreams
Whispered at the scene
Now they just seem to float on a breeze
I could have wrapped that pillow around my head
Face down on the bed
I could have drowned in those so-called dreams
We can't afford the time to sit and cry
Or to wonder why
There's only days in between
There's just tomorrow
Credits
Writer(s): Mark Anthony Stephen Colwill, Alistair Macaulay, Dickon James Hinchliffe, Stuart Ashton Staples, Neil Joseph Steven Fraser, David Leonard Boulter
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