Furniture

Furniture - John Gorka

What good am I if I leave you lonely

What good am I if I am lonely too

What good is a one and only

If that one and only is leavin' you

Am I losin' you

Am I losin' you

I know you're lonely too

Hmm

Woahhh

Walk to the land of sweet temptation

Where the women come up from underneath

What they offer is sweet as candy

What they offer is no relief

It's really no relief

Over or underneath

Yea I want to keep my teeth

Hmm

Wooaahh

I live in rooms where I'm a stranger

Young women here now call me sir

My friends are other loan arrangers

But you won't find us where we were

Oh no not where we were

It's just a fading blur

Oh yea they call me sir

Hmm

Wooahh

True love is a welcome struggle

The only one that's worth it's salt

I want to say I caused that trouble

I want to say it was my fault

I want to say it was my fault

What ever 'caused this bad direction

This attitude where darkness thrives

Is it loneliness retained in sections

Or from undetected sharpened knives

All those sharpened knives

From other people's lives

Is that why the darkness thrives

Hmm

Woahh

A friend of mine he taped the ocean

So I could listen to the sea

Locked inside this loud commotion

Locked in the land of the free

In the land of the free

Was a gift for me

The sound of the rolling sea

Hmm

Woaahh

Hope comes from the smallest places

From little rooms inside the heart

The furniture there bares the traces

Of every unsuccessful start

Unsuccessful start

It's like a work of art

The bottom of the heart

Hmm

Woaahh

Woaahh

Woaahh

Woaahh

Woaahh