Song Lyrics

In the hotel, I can't remember how the past felt
I rent a blank room to stop living in my past self
F*ck now
I'm outta here tomorrow
F*ck now
I'm outta here tomorrow
And when I check out, it won't matter how my name's spelled
Cause when you pass through, you only keep what you can't sell

In the hotel, I can't remember how the past felt
But in a strange bed, I keep sleeping with my past self

F*ck now, I'm outta here tomorrow
F*ck now, I'm outta here tomorrow
And when I check out, it won't matter how my name's spelled
Cause when you pass through, you only keep what you can't sell

Darby Cicci, Michael Lerner, Peter Silberman