it's late at night and im on old medicinennand my closet is full, but i'm about to make amendsnnright now, right here, i will let it be known...nnnn------chorusnnnnin this room, by myselfnni'll let you in, if you don't tellnnbecause of me, he was crushednnoh my god, he was crushednnnn------bridgennwill time dig up where secrets wonnnand show it was the hand and not the gunnnnnnnit's late at night and the floorboards are tremblingnnand the blankets cast over, but it don't hide none of themnnwe all have old ghosts, so let's let it be knownnnnnin this room, by myselfnndo you fear, in what you dwellnnbecause of me, he was crushednnoh my god, he was crushednnnn---nnnndo you know what it's like to have something insidennlike a ghost from the past that is still so alivennand as hard as you try you can't let it outnnand when i do i find that i'mnnnnin this room, by myselfnnwhere heaven can be just like hellnnbecause of me, he was crushednnoh my god, he was crushed