Waiting at the Western Union
at the dawn of an exhausting day
Trying to keep one step ahead of the disaster
That's already happened in LA
Looks likes and iceberg, acts like an asshole
More to lose than win
Everything looks OK
When you're hiding in a bottle in the Holiday Inn
(Chorus)
Back in the room at ½ past 3
I knows he's not listening to me
Down the corridor she is dreaming
Of killing him, her brain is bleeding
Some say he thinks of us
Others say he thinks about us
Some say he is asleep
Area, his dream is back
Take control of everything
The Days Inn on Diversey
Is a very nice to stay
When you're in Chicago
With nothing to do all day