In This Room - The Church

Oh the avenging angel

Shiver in the way of her stare

I will admit that she never loved me

But I admit that I didn’t care

And it’s too damned late to buy the gate

And why close it if your heart isn’t there

And since you know it all

I could give you a call

I could give you something fine to compare yourself to

My eyes begin to ache in the cold electric light

There are no windows in this room

In which we’ve been sitting all our lives

Some incredible distance

Some incredible place

Sometimes I think, sometimes I sink

In some incredible race

And it’s too damned soon for a man of fortune

To have to run or lose his face

And since you know it all

I could give you a call

I could give you a lot more than a taste of yourself, too