Rooms - Steve Void, RØGUENETHVN

Why, do you have to stay with me at night?

Live in every corner of my life

Haunting me since you said goodbye

Burn, the hole your cigarette made in my shirt

I wear it way too much it makes it worse

You’re not just a memory, you’re a curse

And in these rooms, I think of you

I find them hard for me to just walk through

Wish I knew what to do

'Cause it only lead back to you

In these rooms, I think of you

I find them hard for me to just walk through

Wish I knew what to do

'Cause it only lead back to you, back to you

Lay, on the couch, the floor

The bed, the love we made

In every wall in every picture frame

I hear your voice but all I feel is pain

And in these rooms, I think of you

I find them hard for me to just walk through

Wish I knew what to do

'Cause it only lead back to you

In these rooms, I think of you

I find them hard for me to just walk through

Wish I knew what to do

'Cause it only lead back to you, back to you