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Room 410


by Call The Cops. Buy album CD: Motion Sickness


I'm tired and I'm reckless and I can't go home (can't go home)
I'm useless and regretful with nowhere to go (nowhere to go)
And I'm lonely and I notice stuff ain't nothing just to show it
Open your arms, here I come

It takes more to stick together
And I never meant to make you cry
Acting like you're perfect
Everything was worth it
Still all along, we lived a lie

And I know you knew, baby
That I know the lady's going out with other guys
Acting like you're perfect
Acting like you're worth it
All you ever did was pray for guys
And you think that he will call you back (call you back)

I'm tired and I'm reckless and I can't go home (can't go home)
I'm useless and regretful with nowhere to go (nowhere to go)
And I'm lonely and and I notice stuff ain't nothing just to show it
Open your arms, here I come

Can't believe they're still together
Even after all the times she cried
Acting like you're perfect
Acting like you're worth it
Seem like you're just a waste of time

And I know you knew, baby
That I know the lady's going out with other guys
Acting like you're perfect
Acting like you're worth it
All you ever did was pray for guys
And you think that he will call you back

I'm tired and I'm reckless and I can't go home (can't go home)
I'm useless and regretful with nowhere to go (nowhere to go)
And I'm lonely and and I notice stuff ain't nothing just to show it
Open your arms, here I come

You like greasy and disgusting is the way you go
Getting something outta nothing is the way we roll
(You don't make friends, you make enemies)
Kicking our words to the curb like a former song
Writing, dance, ghost tales just for fun
(You don't make friends, you make enemies)

'Cept for you
I can't believe
I can't believe
I'm seeing my life go down the drain
I can't believe
I can't believe

I'm tired and I'm reckless and I can't go home (can't go home)
I'm useless and regretful with nowhere to go (nowhere to go)
And I'm lonely and and I notice stuff ain't nothing just to show it
Open your arms, here I come [x2]
Here, I come




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Album: Motion Sickness (2009) Lyrics
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  1. Get Close
  2. Room 410
  3. Love Like Novocaine
  4. Motion Sickness
  5. Ain't Life Grand
  6. Watch Me Make You Hate Me

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