Leaving Missouri - Quiet Room Lyrics

Why are you reluctant to talk about the past?
It's an innocent question but a difficult lesson that my
Walls weren't built to last

But your stare is a quiet room
In a crowded place
Are you aware that a party's worse
When you can't escape
It gets a little too long

Oh oh
It gets a little too long
Oh oh

Take me back to what was worse: the waiting or the price
To remind me your distance not the typical mystical
Whims I grew to like

But your stare is a quiet room
In a crowded place
Are you aware that a party's worse
When you can't escape
It gets a little too long

Oh oh
It gets a little too long
Oh oh