Text: Urban Ego. Something Left Undone. Some Room In Me.

Now you see me, now you won't
Don't invite me in your broken home
Mine is not for you to take, no more

You know that money talks to you
Spread your legs, talk dirty too
We might as well go do the things you do

You know it's not right
It doesn't feel right

Saving you a room inside of me, yeah
Buy yourself some love, it's not for free, yeah

I have come to sympathize
Your bubble head, your tricky eyes
We're falling into all your bull shit lies

You know it's not right
It doesn't feel right

Saving you a room inside of me, yeah
Buy yourself some love, it's not for free, yeah
Now you know why rockstars sell their souls
I'm saving you a hole inside of me, yeah

The crowd would come to see us play
The bus is full of bills to pay
I guess I'll just might start a fight tonight, tonight, tonight

But it ain't right
Doesn't seem right

Saving you a room inside of me, yeah
Buy yourself a love, it's never free, yeah
Now you know we're victims without souls
I'm saving you a home inside of me, yeah