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When i look around the room i see that everything inside

is meant for someone else.

the pictures on the wall

the extra chair meant for a guest

the ashtray sitting there so silently 

now just an ugly paperweight

i never got to earn them

i could have but didn't see

now i sit here suffering

their availability

two cups to share the joe

a dresser meant for her clothes

an extra chair that wont stop screaming

it's the only thing i hear

everything here is meant for someone else

for a couple or a family but not for me

well i think it's time i changed that

it's my responsibility

i've got to stop this suffering

this availability

the coffee calms my nerves

a torn up sheet to make the rope

a dresser to write this letter on

the ashtray can hold the ring

the pictures on the wall

make for an okay final scene

this extra chair will stop it's screaming

when i kick it to the floor

oh yeah

whoa yeah

nothing in this room is meant for anybody now

not the letter, the story,

or the golden ring

and definitely not the body on the floor

oh yeah

whoa yeah

nothing in this room is meant for anybody else

not

any more.