I am sitting in a room A room no different than the one You might expect And I am ready for a move There is no wind There are no seasons In this room I spy on neighbours And I count the ringing phones in their lives This is the year Of a bad year ♪ I am sitting in a room With a secondhand guitar And a mattress for retiring in the evening Sometimes I like to sit around And think a way of things to say and write them down Have you killed more men than Texas? Or does justice interfere with your decisions? It is better to ignore the cost If you wanna say you never loved, then lost I've been a fool For less than love Can't pretend it's always worth it I've been a fool For less than love Even almost made the effort ♪ You can count the things you say But the hesitations have to weigh against you Yeah, you can count the things you're smart enough to say But the meaning melts away in the sun If I had not quit my job I might have the distinct pleasure, of a weekend If I had not quit my day job Well I could have the distinct pleasure of an evening of leisure To reward me for my efforts in a room I've been a fool For less than love Can't pretend it's always worth it I've been a fool For less than love Even almost made the effort I've been a fool For less than this Every chance I took a thousand more I missed I'd be a fool for anything At this point Come and find me You can find me I've got nothing else to do I'll be sitting in a room