Someone In This Room

You cut first

And I cut back, that isn’t me

It starts like that

I go too deep

It just comes out, I like the way

It breaks you down

It’s you and me and broken dishes

Highs and lows, too-far-to-fix-its

You ain’t who you were, and I ain’t either

Someone in this room is someone’s bad decision

Someone’s too fucked up to leave the kitchen

Someone is the martyr to someone’s bad religion

Someone’s dragging someone right down with ’em

I used to know who was who

Now I’m just someone in this room

I lost my mind

Was that your plan? How does it feel

To break a man?

I’m on my knees, I’m begging, babe

A little love, an ounce of grace

I’ll do anything, I’ll take the blame

There’s gotta be another way

‘Cause it’s just you and me and our addictions

Pain in different definitions

You ain’t who you were, and I ain’t neither

Someone in this room is someone’s bad decision

Someone’s too fucked up to leave the kitchen

Someone is the martyr to someone’s bad religion

Someone’s dragging someone right down with ’em

I used to know who was who

Now I’m just someone in this room

Mm, someone in this room

You ain’t who you were, and I ain’t either