There's a women sitting in a motel room
Counting minutes and seconds
Adding to her list of one hour loves.
She's tired but the new will do
She'll replace the body,
His friends are good for a bang-bang!
An amiable hobby,
He's got a secret.
Just keep it and sleep with it.
He can't believe a thing you've said.
We're going nowhere
...fair is fair.
The way you play with lives
Is such a big disguise
We swear that
We're not gonna' take it.
The way you play with lives
Is such a big disguise
We swear
We're not running naked.
There's a man sitting in a motel
Waiting for a hooker that he never applied for
...or is it even her?
Just when it's perfect
It's finite,
He called it
He said he's sober,
It's over.
So long.
I burn the lamp.
I burn when I do everything I do for you.
(It's like being caught in the blaze).
I hate you.
(And I guess it's nothing new for you).
Writer(s): Justin Beck, Daryl Palumbo
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