| Sitting on my hotel bed
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| Pay per view running through my head
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| Foreign film called 'missing you'
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| Based on a story that’s true
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| Trade my soul at the mini bar
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| Ten dollar scotch and a cheap cigar
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| I can’t go forward, I can’t rewind
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| You’re on every channel on my mind
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| Why don’t you walk through my door
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| Walk through my door
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| Why don’t you walk through my door
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| Walk through my
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| Outside a storm pours down
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| Inside my head begins to drown
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| One more should see me through
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| One more or maybe two
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| Now you’re just an after glow
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| A fading breath on a cold window
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| My face pressed against the pane
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| Tell me are those tears or are they rain
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| Slide the lock and close my eyes
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| Hide behind this thin disguise
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| Turn to kiss myself goodnight
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| Turn out the light
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| The don’t disturb sign from my door
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| Is hanging on my heart once more
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| I set the clock to half past ten
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| And my head to never again |