In the next room

You haven't realized I've stopped breaking over you
Spilling lies is senseless cause I see right through
You think you've washed yourself pristine but i still see your stains
Finally decided it's not worth it
so walk away eh eh

I hear love in the next room and I don't know if it's true
I need someone to teach me
it's professional curiosity
I don't know what love is but at least this bed is warm
I don't know what love is but at least this bed is warm

I see it everywhere but I don't think it's real
The fantasy is hearts broken and love alike
It's probably just science so maybe we should just wait
I'm still trying to figure out if love's supposed to hurt
Is love supposed to hurt, is love supposed to hurt
is love supposed to hurt, is love supposed to hurt

I hear love in the next room and I don't know if it's true
I need someone to teach me
it's professional curiosity
I don't know what love is but at least this bed is warm
I don't know what love is but at least this bed is warm

I think this room is silent, but I know that they can hear me
I'd rather be alone then worry about love, No

I hear love in the next room and I don't know if it's true
I need someone to teach me
it's professional curiosity
I don't know what love is but at least this bed is warm
I don't know what love is but at least this bed is warm

I hear love in the next room and I don't know if it's true
I need someone to teach me
it's professional curiosity
I don't know what love is but at least this bed is warm
I don't know what love is but at least this bed is warm



This song feels very appropriate right now. The inspiration from which it came is happening as we speak.

I feel like sometimes song writing just falls into place. I wrote this song as just lyrics and how to sing it and what to repeat, etc. just happened the more and more I played it. This is one of my favorite songs I've written. If you peruse back a bunch of pages in my tumblr you'll find the video where I sing this.