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- Dylan Scott living room 歌詞
- Dylan Scott
- A milk crate coffee table
A ragged worn out lazy boy
From the goodwill store
Not much more
This twenty two inch TV
Curtains made of bed sheets
And a bucket on the floor
When it rains and pours
Front to back its four hundred square feet
Thats what you get when you tell her you need
A little living room
Some space to breathe
I can spend my Friday nights
Doing what I please
Its mine all night
But honestly
I cant figure out just what to do
With all this living room
First week felt like freedom
But lately I aint sleeping
I just wait by the phone
Trying not to call
Last night the boys came over
We played a little poker
But when they went home
I never felt so alone
I miss you and me on our old couch
What made me think I couldnt do without
A little living room
Some space to breathe
A Friday night aint nothing like
Its cracked up to be
Its mine all night
But honestly
I cant figure out just what to do
With all this living room
Its mine all night
But what you cant see
Just feels more like Im dying without you
In this living room
Alone in this living room
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