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Intro D D/F# G (2x)
verse 1
D D/F# G
Room 413 by the elevator.
D D/F# G
Cold as hell, the TV hardly works.
D D/F# G
The window don't open, the blinds don't close.
D D/F# G
I checked out 2 months ago.
Bm A
But the bed got made every morning,
G D
And I could get a phone call from you.
Bm A
And I'd just pack my bags, go back home,
G D
If you wanted me to.
Bm A G D
I hated every minute, it was a lonely living hell.
Bm A G
I got a one bedroom apartment now,
D D/F# G
And I miss that hotel.
D D/F# G
That's how bad it is now.
verse 2
D D/F# G
How many times do I gotta say I'm sorry?
D D/F# G
How many days do I gotta stay in here?
D D/F# G
Folks screaming down the hallway don't bother me anymore.
D D/F# G
Street light coming in the window, and there's a couple next door.
Bm A
But the bed got made every morning,
G D
And I could get a phone call from you.
Bm A
And I'd just pack my bags, go back home,
G D
If you wanted me to.
Bm A G D
I hated every minute, it was a lonely living hell.
Bm A G
I got a one bedroom apartment now,
D D/F# G
And I miss that hotel.
D D/F# G
That's how bad it is now.
Bridge
D/F# (or F#m) G A Bm
I just laid there staring at the ceiling fan,
G D
But I still had a chance.
D/F# (or F#m) G A Bm
All my clothes smell like smoke,
G
But I still had hope.
Bm A
But the bed got made every morning,
G D
And I could get a phone call from you.
Bm A G D
And I'd just pack my bags, go back home, if you wanted me to.
Bm A G D
And now I know it's over, but back then I couldn't tell.
Bm A
I got a one bedroom apartment now,
G D D/F# G
And I miss that hotel.
D D/F# G
That's how bad it is now.
D D/F# G
I miss that hotel.
Ending
D D/F# G
Written by Gavin Slate/Madeleine Slate/Donovan Woods