Heartbreak Motel

Hungry eyes A little bruised and tired A little company in a flask And the only sound Shabby wooden arms rotating steadily from the ceiling But when morning comes A spotlight runs past Coffee-spattered blinds Heartbreak Motel Knows me too well I'm a bitter happiness And an empty, ugly mess Oh, pickin' up, pickin' up pieces of my old tune Oh, pickin' up, pickin' up pieces of words I used to own I do I do Dandy nights deliver Short-term heights A bitter aftertaste On my pillow 'Cause when morning comes A stranger shuns My unreserved love Heartbreak Motel Knows me too well I'm a bitter happiness And an empty, ugly mess Oh, pickin' up, pickin' up pieces of my old tune Oh, pickin' up, pickin' up pieces of words I used to own I do I do I do I do Sketchy sinner met a good girl Saw a glimmer in her blue eyes That his loneliness might end But she met another one and moved on Heartbreak Motel Knows me too well I'm a bitter, lonely man And ashamed of what I am Without you