One more night alone in my room 
Listening to music I think makes me cool. 
It's not cool being lonely, not cool being cold. 
Not cool being someoen you wouldn't want to know. 

Now my room stinks like [bad word]  
I've been in here too long. 
Dwelling on lines in other peoples songs. 
Saying "yes this is me, 
your lyrics break through" 
but I don't deserve the lines I relate to.