In a tree I called my comfort zone

Verse One:
In a tree I called my comfort zone
One that’s void of all discretion
Late at nights I can’t sleep I feel trapped
Soon we woke and I walked you home,

Chorus:
My room is comfort zone
As the alcohol drained the days.
Being on my own all alone
(And I can’t make it on my own.)

Verse Two:
I’m my space I created
Your eyes they see through my soul

Remember the time that I spilled the cup

Chorus
My room is comfort zone
And now you want to talk
Being on my own all alone
And I can’t make it on my own.