"Living Room" lyrics - DYLAN SCOTT

A milk crate coffee table
A ragged, worn out Lazy Boy
From the Goodwill store
Not much more

This twenty-two inch TV
Curtains made of bed sheets
And a bucket on the floor
When it rains and pours
Front to back it's four hundred square feet
That's what you get when you tell her you need

[Chorus:]
A little living room
Some space to breathe
I can spend my Friday nights
Doing what I please
It's mine all night
But honestly
I can't figure out just what to do
With all this living room

First week felt like freedom
But lately I ain't sleeping
I just wait by the phone
Trying not to call

Last night the boys came over
We played a little poker
But when they went home
I never felt so alone
I miss you and me on our old couch
What made me think I couldn't do without

[Chorus:]
A little living room
Some space to breathe
A Friday night ain't nothing like
It's cracked up to be
It's mine all night
But honestly
I can't figure out just what to do
With all this living room

[Chorus:]
It's mine all night
But what you can't see
Just feels more like I'm dying without you
In this living room
Alone in this living room