I listened to the lyrics and wrote them down by my own hearing, so if you find anything i wrote wrong just tell me, since i couldn't find the correct lyrics on the net.

All creds to Silverstein


You can't see me behind the door
I just heard everything you said.
You call him; you're saying all the things you
used to say to me.

Who is he? I never thought you'd
drop the avalanche on me. And be
unfaithful. These hotel walls are paper
thin. I'm going out.

Seven-seven with a lime will keep me safe,
long enough to stop the thought of your
embrace inside my head. (the lies that I've
been fed)
Throw it back behind my lips.
The pain is gone. Line 'em up and knock 'em
down, the night goes on and on and on.
To let me cope with this disaster

I'm seven deep, long brown hair and
blue eues looking right at me. Who is
she? I never thought I'd ever thing of
stepping out.

I'll fight this temptation.
This crowded bar is full of sin.
I'm going out.

Seven-seven with a lime will keep me safe,
long enough to stop the thought of your
embrace inside my head. (the lies that I've
been fed)
Throw it back behind my lips.
The pain is gone. Line 'em up and knock 'em
down, the night goes on and on and on.
To let me cope with this disaster

I'm not coming home tonight I'd rather
sleep on the street. I'm not coming home
to you, I won't sleep with the devil.

I'm not coming home tonight I'd rather
sleep on the street. I'm not coming home
to you, I won't sleep with the devil.

I'm not coming home tonight I'd rather
sleep on the street. I'm not coming home
to you, I won't sleep with the devil.

On this city street I'll rest my head tonight
I'm going out.

Seven-seven with a lime will keep me safe,
long enough to stop the thought of your
embrace inside my head. (the lies that I've
been fed)
Throw it back behind my lips.
The pain is gone. Line 'em up and knock 'em
down, the night goes on and on and on.
To let me cope with this disaster

I'm seven deep, long brown hair and
blue eues looking right at me. Who is
she? I never thought I'd ever thing of
stepping out.

I'll fight this temptation.
This crowded bar is full of sin.
I'm going out. (less info)