Chick Chelsea Delux Unrest

So sad, so sad
I wonder what you're thinking right now
You have to be thinking
About something
Or else you're dead

Writing a letter on your wall
That's about you
It's two on one and I feel almost
Guilty in all this luxury
Almost

I can be there when you're sleeping
You're as good as I can be
I can be there in your dreams
You're getting to me

It's room five-two-five
In the morning
It's the third week of this
Prolonged stay. But
Not prolonged at all
Nothing different
In fact today could almost
Pass for yesterday