Testo Get A Room Jim Orourke
Itâs always me in the only seat
That has a canopy
There to screw up the best laid plans
Of those with company
Iâd like nothing more to do
Than to watch the desperation on your face
I might send you straght to hell
Like itâs worse to end up in this place
If I gave you, one night to live
Would you know who to choose to take home
And if she falls asleep before the night is through
Because she has to go to work
And you donât
And the nightâs getting longer
And your skinâs getting colder
And you wonât get much older
And you try to move towards her
But you canât move your shoulder
And youâre sightâs getting dimmer
Maybe if you kick her
But your legâs getting weaker
And sheâs such a deep sleeper
And you would get a snorer
To share your last hour
You sure picked a winner
And timeâs seeming slower
And now you canât see her
All you see is a timer
Moving backwards and forwards
And the nightâs getting longer
And your skinâs getting colder