[Verse 1] Pulled in with a cardboard case Said, "One night, friend, that's all I got" The desk had a cracked glass top And a fan that just forgot A Bible with a broken spine Took my bills and the wedding ring Folded them deep in the pages Where the psalms don't say a thing [Pre-Chorus] I slept with one eye open On a mattress full of springs While the walls kept breathing thin smoke Through the seams and rusty keys [Chorus] Hide it, hide it, hide it well [Chorus] Hide it, hide it, hide it well (Hide it, hide it, hide it well) A borrowed room can keep no tale [Chorus] Hide it, hide it, hide it well (Hide it, hide it, hide it well) When the morning knocks, it rings like hell [Chorus] Hide it, hide it, hide it well (Hide it, hide it, hide it well) I kept my gold in the Good Book And the Good Book let me fail [Verse 2] At dawn the hallway sounded wrong Too much hush in the peeling paint Cup of coffee in a paper cup Tasted like a bucket of rain Next door, a lock hung crooked A suitcase split on the floor Mrs. Pike said, "Someone was here" And the man in 2B said, "More" [Pre-Chorus] Then the cop car coughed below me Red and blue on the ceiling stain I felt that Bible in my suitcase Heavy as a pocket of blame [Chorus] Hide it, hide it, hide it well [Chorus] Hide it, hide it, hide it well (Hide it, hide it, hide it well) A borrowed room can keep no tale [Chorus] Hide it, hide it, hide it well (Hide it, hide it, hide it well) When the morning knocks, it rings like hell [Chorus] Hide it, hide it, hide it well (Hide it, hide it, hide it well) I kept my gold in the Good Book And the Good Book let me fail [Instrumental Solo] [Bridge] I ain't saying I was cursed But I never did belong In a place where every mercy Gets cut down to a song So I walked with my suitcase Past the stairs and the busted fan And I swore I heard that Bible Laughing in my hand [Final Chorus] Hide it, hide it, hide it well [Chorus] Hide it, hide it, hide it well (Hide it, hide it, hide it well) A borrowed room can keep no tale [Chorus] Hide it, hide it, hide it well (Hide it, hide it, hide it well) When the morning knocks, it rings like hell [Chorus] Hide it, hide it, hide it well (Hide it, hide it, hide it well) I kept my gold in the Good Book And the Good Book let me fail [Outro] Cardboard case, one dead bolt Room 12, a hollow prayer If you lose your name for a night You wake up thin in the air
