Crowded Room

Music is loud and the bass is too deep
Nothing in here that I wanted to keep
Holding a cup and the ice is all gone
Waiting around for the break of the dawn
People are talking and making a sound
Looking for something that cannot be found
Standing alone with my back to the wall
Waiting for you or for no one to call

Check on the phone and the time is a drag
Packing my patience inside of a bag
Door is wide open and calling my name
Every weekend is always the same
Lights are too bright and they hurt in the eyes
Listening to all of the stories and lies
I turn around and I walk out the door
Don't want to be at this party no more