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SmithYou said I'd never make it...You thought that I was vacant, gone You said that I was empty... So I left you angry, gone But here, in my head, I resurrect the dead... And you're there, in my head, as I'm lying in my bed... They'll always be a room in my house for you They'll always be a room in my house for you They'll always be a room in my house, in my house for you A room in my house, in my house for you I never thought I'd miss you... Now I got all of these issues, since you're gone You left without a warning... I was all alone that morning, you were gone But here, in my head, I resurrect the dead... And you're there, in my head, as I'm lying in my bed... They'll always be a room in my house for you They'll always be a room in my house for you They'll always be a room in my house, in my house for you A room in my house, in my house for you I feel so numb from the neck up I know my head needs a check up Your love left me so fucked up You left me so fucked up... I feel so numb from the neck up I know my head needs a check up Your love left me so fucked up You left me so fucked up... But here, in my head, I resurrect the dead... And you're there, in my head, as I'm lying in my bed... They'll always be a room in my house for you They'll always be a room in my house for you They'll always be a room in my house, in my house for you They'll always be a room in my house, in my house for you |