Wayback yellow cabs, lovers in a photograph

Nobody but us

And I don't know where'd you go, in and out my cardio

Double-locked on your love

And there's days where I wake up alone in this room

With a ghost of you here in my bed

When the housekeeping comes and I wish it was you

But you're happy to leave me a mess

Now you're checking in, checking out

But my heart is not a hotel

You left the key, headed south

But my heart is not a hotel

Sooner or later, you'll leave the drama

Get tired of another affair

Now you're checking in, checking out

But my heart is not a hotel

A straight blade autograph, fingers up and down my back

Hope you feel it on your tongue

You haunt the hallways, carpet stained, quarters in a Coke machine

I'm still underneath your thumb

And there's days where I wake up alone in this room

With a ghost of you here in my bed

When the housekeeping comes and I wish it was you

'Cause I can't get you out of my head

Now you're checking in, checking out

But my heart is not a hotel

You left the key, headed south

But my heart is not a hotel

Sooner or later, you'll leave the drama

Get tired of another affair

Now you're checking in, checking out

But my heart is not a hotel

All the days where I wake up alone in this room

With a ghost of you here in my bed

And the housekeeping comes and I wish it was you

But you're happy to leave me a mess

Now you're checking in, checking out

But my heart is not a hotel

You left the key, headed south

But my heart is not a hotel

Sooner or later, you'll leave the drama

Get tired of another affair

Now you're checking in, checking out

But my heart is not a hotel