"Sound Of A Crowded Room" lyrics
The first day we met you were smoking a cigarette and I didn't like that and you didn't like me. you had an ugly old dress and your hair was a mess and your shoes were gold. your apartment resembles an empty compartment in the console of my car. want to get a drink or two that's not what I like to do, I like sitting in crowded rooms just listening
To the sounds humans make, the motives they create with thin crust and no taste, no body no face. we argued about holding hands, no boy you must understand this means nothing but a request, you're no failure no success now the movies starting. the car is starting. take me home, I don't want to be alone, just take me home I don't want to be alone
Sit close, closer. sit close, closer
We never solved our problems, we left the solutions on the tips of our tongues. now we both lie at the bottom of our livers and our lungs
Our preferred vices, how nice is the sound of a crowded room?
To the sounds humans make, the motives they create with thin crust and no taste, no body no face. we argued about holding hands, no boy you must understand this means nothing but a request, you're no failure no success now the movies starting. the car is starting. take me home, I don't want to be alone, just take me home I don't want to be alone
Sit close, closer. sit close, closer
We never solved our problems, we left the solutions on the tips of our tongues. now we both lie at the bottom of our livers and our lungs
Our preferred vices, how nice is the sound of a crowded room?
Writer(s): Scott Robert Ayotte
