No Vacancy

Sitting on the curbside, liquor in my cup

Well, she says goodbye and the phone hangs up

And it's kind of got me feeling some type of way

Like a sinner left sitting on Judgement Day

Well, these empty bottles and motel rooms

Don't treat me quite like they used to

And the company man still treats me well

Paying for a glorified prison cell

Yeah, well, she comes and she goes, and she always says goodbye

And I'd give anything just to be by her side

Got a bottle and a room and a motel key

And a broken heart with no vacancy

Broken heart with no vacancy

Yeah, no vacancy

She said she'll call me 'round half past eight

Been a damn long day, don't wait up too late

And I'm sitting like a prisoner in these four walls

Watching basic cable, drinking alcohol

Well, she comes and she goes, and she always says goodbye

And I'd give anything just to be by her side

Got a bottle and a room and a motel key

And a broken heart with no vacancy

Broken heart with no vacancy

Yeah, no vacancy

Sitting on the curbside, liquor in my cup

Well, she says goodbye and the phone hangs up

And it's kinda got me feeling some type of way

Like a sinner left sitting on Judgement Day

And she comes and she goes, but she always says goodbye

And I'd give anything just to be by her side

Got a bottle and a room and a motel key

And a broken heart with no vacancy

Broken heart with no vacancy

No vacancy

Yeah, no vacancy