The Quiet Room Lyrics
Your nightgown on the stairsI remember every nightScenes from home in the Quiet RoomHow long have I been goneDid winter kill the lawnAnd all those polaroids you sentAre on the wall in the Quiet RoomThey've got this placeWhere they've been keeping meWhere I can't hurt myselfI can't get my wrists to bleedJust don't know whySuicide appeals to meThe Quiet RoomIs sterilized and whiteIt's like a tombWith just a moth stained naked nightPlastic forks and spoonNo laces in my shoesThey allknow what I tried to doOutside the Quiet RoomThis quiet placeIt ain't so new to meIt's haunted atmosphereHas heard so many screamMy home from homeMy twilight zoneMy strangest dreamMy confidantI have confessed my lifeThe Quiet RoomKnows more about me than my wifeThey've got this placeWhere they've been keeping meWhere I can't hurt myselfI just can'tI just can't get these damn wrists to bleedA mattress on the floorNo handles on the doorI really need nothing hereI'm alone
Alice Cooper The Quiet Room
