Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tyler Connolly
Lead Vocals
Dave Brenner
Guitar
Dean Back
Bass Guitar
Joe Dandeneau
Drums
Oskar Winberg
Programming
Martin Terefe
Guitar
Flo Reutter
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christine Connolly
Songwriter
Tyler Connolly
Songwriter
Peter Amato
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tyler Connolly
Producer
Clem Cherry
Engineer
Dyre Gormsen
Engineer
George Murphy
Engineer
Oskar Winberg
Engineer
Nikolaj Torp Larsen
Engineer
Martin Terefe
Producer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Neal Avron
Mixing Engineer
Scott Skrzynski
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
She's checking out
She's checking out on me
Not long ago
You were laying right here
And the blue light flickered
Love everywhere
Now you're checking out
And I'm missing you
The smell of cigarettes
Is taking over for this pain in my chest
And you're checking out
This old hotel will never be home 'cause you are home to me
This is my wake up call
I slept through it
Going through life
Hypnotic
Come ho-o-o-o-ome, come ho-o-o-o-ome
These four walls is where I live
With a ghost of you
Is all I get
Come ho-o-o-o-ome, come ho-o-o-o-ome
This old hotel will never be home 'cause you are home to me
This worn out rug has seen its day
These old walls are peeling away
Just like us
And I'm freaking out (freaking out)
The TV's broke there's nothing on
Just memories of us that'll soon be gone
And I'm freaking out
This old hotel will never be home 'cause you are home to me
This is my wake up call
I slept through it
Going through life
Hypnotic
Come ho-o-o-o-ome, come ho-o-o-o-ome
These four walls is where I live
With a ghost of you
Is all I get
Come ho-o-o-o-ome, come ho-o-o-o-ome
This old hotel will never be home 'cause you are home to me
It's funny how our love fucks me like it always does
It's funny now your gone, I'm seeing how it really was
I don't wanna wake up, I've really had enough
I don't wanna wake up, still feeling in love
She's checking out
She's checking out
This is my wake up call
I slept through it
Going through life
Hypnotic
Come ho-o-o-o-ome, come ho-o-o-o-ome
These four walls is where I live
With a ghost of you
Is all I get
Come ho-o-o-o-ome, come ho-o-o-o-ome
This old hotel will never be home 'cause you are home to me
Writer(s): Peter M Amato, Christine Connolly, Tyler Connolly
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