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Check Out
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Check Out was released on August 28, 2026 by Polo Productions as a part of the album Minus Twenty - Single
August 28, 2026
LabelPolo Productions
LanguageEnglish
BPM64
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

Drove all night to get warm
Woke up on the floor
Six months of silence, then I'm typing out your name
Two hundred miles of highway just to play a losing game
You said, "Come through, I'm with friends" - so I took it as a yes
Rolled up on the party in a jacket and a mess
But the room read different, I could feel it at the door
There's a shadow on your shoulder that I hadn't seen before
Some guy playing bodyguard, planted at your side
Reading me like a threat that he was hired to divide
Pulled me to the hallway with a warning in his teeth
Don't hit on her tonight" - like he had a right to speak
I just laughed in the dark, didn't swing, didn't stay
Cause the thing I came to save had already drove away
So I Checked Into A Room With A Bottle And A Ghost
Twenty dollars and a mattress for the man who lost the most
Passed out in my jacket, hit the pillow like a stone
Then the whole bed gave out and I dropped like a bone
Yeah, I woke up at an angle with my spine on the floor
Half on the frame - just like everything before
Woke up to the tilt with the daylight in my eyes
Back against the carpet, staring up at my own lies
Mattress hanging sideways off a frame that couldn't hold
Perfect little picture of a story getting old
Every time I build it, man, I build it on a slant
Every time it buckles and I swear to God I can't
Take another morning waking up on somebody's floor
Grabbed my keys off the table, didn't knock on your door
Never said goodbye, never sent another word
Just a coward and a checkout and a truth I never heard
From the water to the winter to the mattress on the floor
Every version of me left somebody wanting more
You washed me clean once, and I never washed you warm
Now I'm cold in a motel in the middle of a storm
And that guy playing guard? He was guarding you from me
Maybe he was right. Maybe I'm the thing to flee
I keep breaking down foundations that I promised I would build
And I sleep at an angle in the wreckage that I filled
So I Checked Into A Room With A Bottle And A Ghost
Twenty dollars and a mattress for the man who lost the most
Passed out in my jacket, hit the pillow like a stone
Then the whole bed gave out and I dropped like a bone
Yeah, I woke up at an angle with my spine on the floor
Half on the frame - just like everything before
Check out's at eleven... I'm already gone
Half on the frame, and half moving on
Somebody build her something level
I could never keep it off the floor
Written by: Chris M Bickford

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