Driving on Suspended - Smoking Room

You still have that tattoo I gave you drunk in your arm three years ago today
And I guess that all this time has been a blur but I don't want it any other way
So pray to your god and I'll pretend I have one too
And I'll draw us out a map and I'll tell us our next move
So meet me by the tracks and I'll take you to the moon
'Cause you and me my dear we got nothin'
Nothin' left to lose
To lose

But it was cool to be here and I'm just passin' through
Not here to stay
And the smoking room of a Motel 6 felt better than a home did
Anyway

And hotels and motels and alleyways and cars
All feel a little nicer when you stop to count the stars
So take off that sweater 'cause I kind of like your scars
We'll use up my last paycheck 'cause what's left of mine is ours
It's ours

But it was cool to be here and I'm just passin' through
Not here to stay
And the smoking room of a Motel 6 felt better than a home did
Anyway

And whiskey in West Virginia sounds a little better than
Livin' here on minimum wage
The train that runs behind my house is northern bound
Do you wanna join me
What do you say
And I know you're drunk and lonely but boy I've got a cure
And part of that involves a place where you
You can smoke indoors
Indoors

But it was cool to be here and I'm just passin' through
Not here to stay
And the smoking room of a Motel 6 felt better than a home did
Anyway

Written by:
Christina Mitchell, Tori Morton

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