Just kinda living in a rented room And I've been trying to stop obsessing you There really isn't all that much to do When you're living in a rented room Playing records in a rented room "Hotter Than Hell" and the "Bark At the Moon" Certain things they get really hard to do When you're living in a rented room I been thinking 'bout the things we do The things we talked about and the lives that we lived When things got bad we would just drink and sit When things were good still we would dance Started coming here two years ago They play the right kind of rock and roll The drinks are cheap and they leave you alone Go downstairs and have a drink or two She used to take off her tights, turn out the lights Get into bed, she fit me just right My pillow still tastes like her perfume She used to wake up at dawn, put on a robe Walk out on the lawn, all sleepy and slow Now I live up above a saloon I bathe in the dark, feels like the womb I know I should be getting over you Certain things are really hard to do I bathe in the dark, feels like the womb I know I should be getting over you Certain things they get really hard to do I bathe in the dark, feels like the womb I know I should be getting over you Certain things are really hard to do When you're living in a rented room