No More Room by The Fifth House Lyrics

Rockstar's washed up wife
Crying for her lost time
While the rest of the dull ones
Through their fists for their losses

But it's so wrong when there are crosses
On the side of the road
And needles have become a pastime

There's no more room to have it made
Our time's no longer crawling to the finish line
There's no more room to have it made
Our time's no longer crawling to the finish line

The beauty of our sunsets
Hold a shame, shameful truth
That we didn't control what we let go
Shame, shameful truth

But it's so wrong we pushed the limit
And still no one cares yet
'Cause when we finish earth we still got space
There's no more room to have it made
Our time's no longer crawling to the finish line
There's no more room to have it made
Our time's no longer crawling to the finish line

There's no more room to have it made
Our time's no longer crawling to the finish line
There's no more room to have it made
Our time's no longer crawling to the finish line