Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hotel Room , by - Blake Rose. Release date: 01.11.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Hotel Room |
| I’ve been drinking |
| Pouring while the whole world’s spinning |
| Forgetting myself 'cause I’m caught up in your selfishness |
| Give me a sign |
| That I’m not just a man that you hide |
| You say you’re in love but I’m calling your bluff tonight |
| I can hear these walls, they talking |
| Telling me I need to get out of all this shit, you think you caught me in |
| What would you say to me? |
| If I was standing in your hotel room |
| See him holding you the way I used to |
| You’re stuck to him like a tattoo |
| What would you say to me? |
| What would you fucking say to me? |
| Oh, if I was standing in your hotel room |
| Staring at the ghost of you |
| Tell me this ain’t Déjà vu |
| While I’m standing in your hotel room |
| Black dress, red wine |
| I can see the marks upon your neckline |
| Said you’re having a drink or two |
| Told you I’d wait for you (yeah I’d wait for you) |
| I can hear these walls, they talking |
| Telling me get the hell out of all this shit, you think you caught me in |
| What would you say to me? |
| If I was standing in your hotel room |
| See him holding you the way I used to |
| You’re stuck to him like a tattoo |
| What would you say to me? |
| What would you fucking say to me? |
| Oh, if I was standing in your hotel room |
| Staring at the ghost of you |
| Tell me this ain’t Déjà vu |
| While I’m standing in your hotel room |
| Yeah I can hear these walls, they talking |
| Yeah I can hear these walls, they talking |
| Yeah I can hear these walls, they talking |
| Telling me |
| Get the hell out |
| Get the hell out |
| Get the hell out |
| Get the hell, telling me |
| Get the hell out |
| Get the hell out |
| Get the hell out |
| Get the hell out |
| What would you say to me? |
| If I was standing in your hotel room |
| See him holding you the way I used to |
| You’re stuck to him like a tattoo |
| What would you say to me? |
| What would you fucking say to me? |
| Oh, if I was standing in your hotel room |
| Staring at the ghost of you |
| Tell me this ain’t Déjà vu |
| While I’m standing in your hotel room |