NO ONE'S IN THE ROOM

I'd go to church every Sunday

But teenage love still took my virgin skin

And the night after my first time I cried, 'cause I

Thought Heaven wouldn't let me in

Meanwhile the priest has got a boyfriend

And lots of teachers smoke weed after school

When you're young they try to keep you in the cages but

Most of them don't follow their own rules

Spend your whole life being graded

Being told you're not enough

Being told go find the one

And sit and wait for death to come

But I don't wanna

I need to talk to God

There's things I just don't understand

Like, who am I when no one's in the room?

Who am I when no one's in the room?

Does the voice in my head that talks me off the ledge

Belong to me, or does it come from the clouds?

Who am I when no one's in the room?

Go to school and get a good job

Just to work your life away and pay your debts

And even those who live their dreams out

Cry, 'cause all that glitters is not what you expect

Sometimes I don't want to sing no more

Slit my throat and take my music back from evil men

They can put my body in the ocean

So I can die wearing a smile and maybe find peace again

Spend your whole life being graded

Being told I'm not enough

Being told go find the one

And sit and wait for death to come

But I don't wanna

I need to talk to God

There's things I just don't understand

Like, who am I when no one's in the room?

Who am I when no one's in the room?

Does the voice in my head that talks me off the ledge

Belong to me, or does it come from the clouds?

Who am I when no one's in the room?

Vices only pacify for the moment

Vices that they made to hold our pain

Vices only pacify for the moment

Vices that they made to hold our pain

Spend your whole life being graded

Being told you're not enough

Being told go find the one

And sit and wait for death to come

But I don't wanna

I need to talk to God

There's things I just don't understand

Like, who am I when no one's in the room?

Who am I when no one's in the room?

Does the voice in my head that talks me off the ledge

Belong to me, or does it come from the clouds?

Who am I when no one's in the room?

Who am I when no one's in the room?