Sideroad Motel

It'll be alright Hang around downtown Searching for a dark sound Hide your love Waiting for the weekend To dance around and pretend You're alright But you ain't got no money You're used to saying sorry Lost your mum 'Cause she was paying for that future Lost inside the nightlife She had a plan She had a plan Come out at night She loves to feel bad She had a plan She had a plan Never too much But she loved to feel bad High heels Get off the high horse Trembling on addiction It's too much It's too much Empty, passionless A cold corpse Way over excuses There's no words There's no worse High heels Get off the high horse Trembling on addiction It's too much It's too much Empty, passionless A cold corpse Way over excuses There's no words There's no worse She's got a plan She's got a plan Come out at night But she loves to feel bad She's got a plan She's got a plan Come out at night But she loves to feel bad She's got a plan She's got a plan Come out at night But she loves to feel bad She's got a plan She's got a plan Come out at night But she loves to feel bad Light skin model owning every night in Paris Light skin model owning every night in Paris Light skin model owning every night in Paris Come here, girl Weekend routine She draws a line on the table Put your lipstick on the cup Make the glass turn red I can't feel my face And I can't feel my body Yuh Pills are all we know Forget Regret Time goes Blanket red The poison red She lost her hope Crawling to my bed Two broken hearts Make for better sex