Tekster: Queensryche. Operation: Mindcrime. My Empty Room.

Empty room today and here I sit
Chalk outline upon the wall
I remember tracing it
A thousand times, oh, the night she died
Why? Why?

There's no sleep today, I can't pretend
When all my dreams are crimes, I can't stand facing them
Now who will come to wash away my sins
Clean my room, fix my meals, be my friend?