The Corner Booth ft. Chase Petra Lyrics

Married myself to the sound, never slowed down, never had a doubt

I carried myself like a star, seven feet tall, turn everything to gold

Threw myself into the crowd, committed to the loud, the rock the fuck out

I bled and broke strings and broke hearts, reveled in the dark, a creature of the art

I saw you make a run for the corner booth

Now I'm singing my song to an empty room

Thought you'd wanna hear what I wrote for you

But I'm singing my song to an empty room

Saw you make a run for the corner booth

Now I'm singing my song to an empty room

Thought you'd wanna hear what I wrote for you

But I'm singing my song to an empty room

Buried myself in the songs, never built a life, couldn't keep a job

My melodies helped me with the hurt, brush off all the dirt, get up and carry on

So why would I bother showing up for work? A paycheck and a shirt?

How may I help you, sir? No. You can't fire me, I quit!

The system is rigged to keep the rich rich.

I saw you make a run for the corner booth

Now I'm singing my song to an empty room

Thought you'd wanna hear what I wrote for you

But I'm singing my song to an empty room

Saw you make a run for the corner booth

Now I'm singing my song to an empty room

Thought you'd wanna hear what I wrote for you

But I'm singing my song to an empty room

Wrote it all down from the heart: little bit of anger, lotta fucking love

Never had a clue where to start, just put the thing to paper, let it fall apart

Pipe dreams, fantasies all, don't tell me about the odds, this thing is catching on

Or I'll sleep out on the streets with my guitar, money in a jar, playing music for the lost

I saw you make a run for the corner booth

Now I'm singing my song to an empty room

Thought you'd wanna hear what I wrote for you

But I'm singing my song to an empty room

Saw you make a run for the corner booth

Now I'm singing my song to an empty room

Thought you'd wanna hear what I wrote for you

But I'm singing my song to an empty room