Who else is in the room? Your face reflects the light of the moon You always sound so full of it I can't take another day What else is there to prove? I don't think I'll get out of this room You listen to the lighter flick as he holds up his smoke He says I can't let you go The air is wet and cool I did what I had to do Calling to see who gives a shit Maybe spit in their eyes What else was I to do? I'm lost in the glow of the moon I hope nobody notices If he never makes it home