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(Rexall--Dave Navarro) I'm running out of roomDon't make me say itThere is nothing left in meDon't make meToo much for hotel roomsDon't make me say itSleeping pills don't make meThere is no love left in your eyesThere is love between your thighsRoll over say goodnightA morning dog howl in the streetCup filled tiny hands and feetNapkin in the drainI'm running out of roomDon't make me say itThere is nothing left in meDon't make meToo much for hotel roomsDon't make me say itSleeping pills don't make meThere is no love left in your eyesThere is love between your thighsRoll over say goodnightI hate my life I hate my lifeNever want another wifeI want the life you think I haveThere is no love left in your eyesThere is love between your thighsRoll over say goodnightI've had enough of feeling sickYou've had enough of feeling sickThe sugar never helpsI hate my life I hate my lifeNever want another wifeI want the life you think I have