We’re eating frito-lays
While we sit in bed and try to unpack the ways that we could
Try to forget the days when we were
Screaming at the top of our voice for nothing, (oh)
I’d rather sleep with you in hell
Than sleep with anybody else
So I will see you when the lights go out
In another foreign town
Can't live with you but I can't live without the high
Said you got a flight home in the morning
What you gotta do that's more important?
Motel paradise
Preying on my deepest fears
Cause you know one day I'll leave you here
When the neon fades and the smoke clears
But for now we open up a six-pack, lose track
I tell everyone else I know to fall back cause the fact is
I love the taste of a sweet chase
And I'll run to you any night, any day
See you when the lights go out
In another foreign town
Can't live with you but I can't live without the high
Said you got a flight home in the morning
What you gotta do that's more important?
Motel paradise
And I'll run to you any night, any day
Since you left I have no home
No, I don't no where to go
Since you left I have no home
(Ahhh, Ahhh)
Since you left I have no home
Now I don't no where to go
Since you left I have no home
(Ahhh, Ahhh)
I love the taste of a sweet chase
And I'll run to you any night, any day
(See you when the lights go out
In another foreign town
Can't live with you but I can't live without the high
Said you got a flight home in the morning
What you gonna do that's more important?)
I love the taste of a sweet chase
And I'll run to you any night, any day
