| Song | Guest Room |
| Artist | The National |
| Album | Boxer |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| They're gonna send us to prison for jerks | |
| For having vague ideas of the way to turn each other on again | |
| They're gonna send us to prison for jerks | |
| They'll find us here | |
| Here, here in the guest room | |
| Where we throw money at each other and cry | |
| Oh, my | |
| We miss being ruffians, going wild and bright | |
| In the corners of front yards, getting in and out of cars | |
| We miss being deviants | |
| They'll find us here | |
| Here, here in the guest room | |
| Where we throw money at each other and cry | |
| Oh, my | |
| We can't stay here | |
| We're starting to stay the same | |
| We can't stay here | |
| We can't stay this way | |
| Just tie your woman to your wrist | |
| Give her room to tie the other | |
| They'll find us here | |
| Here, here in the guest room | |
| Where we throw money at each other and cry | |
| Oh, my |
| They' re gonna send us to prison for jerks | |
| For having vague ideas of the way to turn each other on again | |
| They' re gonna send us to prison for jerks | |
| They' ll find us here | |
| Here, here in the guest room | |
| Where we throw money at each other and cry | |
| Oh, my | |
| We miss being ruffians, going wild and bright | |
| In the corners of front yards, getting in and out of cars | |
| We miss being deviants | |
| They' ll find us here | |
| Here, here in the guest room | |
| Where we throw money at each other and cry | |
| Oh, my | |
| We can' t stay here | |
| We' re starting to stay the same | |
| We can' t stay here | |
| We can' t stay this way | |
| Just tie your woman to your wrist | |
| Give her room to tie the other | |
| They' ll find us here | |
| Here, here in the guest room | |
| Where we throw money at each other and cry | |
| Oh, my |
| They' re gonna send us to prison for jerks | |
| For having vague ideas of the way to turn each other on again | |
| They' re gonna send us to prison for jerks | |
| They' ll find us here | |
| Here, here in the guest room | |
| Where we throw money at each other and cry | |
| Oh, my | |
| We miss being ruffians, going wild and bright | |
| In the corners of front yards, getting in and out of cars | |
| We miss being deviants | |
| They' ll find us here | |
| Here, here in the guest room | |
| Where we throw money at each other and cry | |
| Oh, my | |
| We can' t stay here | |
| We' re starting to stay the same | |
| We can' t stay here | |
| We can' t stay this way | |
| Just tie your woman to your wrist | |
| Give her room to tie the other | |
| They' ll find us here | |
| Here, here in the guest room | |
| Where we throw money at each other and cry | |
| Oh, my |