Up The Middle

You have a room here
but u never come to stay in it
The crimson bed stays made
because theres never a sihoutte to sleep in it

This room was just for you
but you chose not to be a part of this
And when i look at that empty bed
I sink deeper into my own abyss
Right here is where it all goes wrong
Cuz i care too damn much to carry on

Your shampoo sits unused in my shower
The lingerie i bought you lays in the dresser
Everyday, every long hour
I've found it kind of hard
To put it on a shadow

Guess i'll shut the door to this bedroom
with all your things
Guess i'll shut the door to this friendship
with all my dreams

This room is not yours,
its just a spare
This relationship is not ours
because you're too selfish to care