text: You stare into the room, nothing there but space
  No sign of any message gone without a trace
  But I dont want your pity, if thats what you think
  Ill take my comfort from this hole Im sinking in
  Waste my time, drink my wine, take my money
  Thats alright, I dont mind but dont try to be funny
  Dont make me good
  Dont make me mad
  Dont make me fly
  Dont make me happy
  Its nice here in this room, you would like it, yes you
  Would
  Its got a bed, two chairs and a table, Id leave here if I
  Could
  Theres a man standing up whos down on his knees
  Outside the cold wind sends a shiver through the trees
  On the line, left behind, under pressure
  Its so bad, leave me be, I dont want to get better
  I dont care what you think but think about this
  It could have been somebody else, beware of what
  You wish
  Now the door is closed, locked and sealed
  And now you think you know how rejection feels
  Waste my time, drink my wine, take my money
  Thats alright, I dont mind but dont try to be funny