[hotel organ warming up] room two-twelve or maybe two-twelve again same carpet different hallway don't ask [Verse 1] first week everything opens a door old smell old voice old blood on the floor somebody else's memory calling me by my name I learned quick don't answer everything that knows you came got a roommate sorting bottle caps red ones in a row says his body collected hundreds why? hell if we know everybody here got theories most of 'em need repair death ain't organized enough to tell us why we're there [Hook] it don't stop you get better furniture better chair better room better way to sit through the hurt it don't stop you get better furniture same dead new address somehow make the bullshit work [Verse 2] six-door diner none of us hungry whole place packed tonight coffee cup somebody remembers coffee everybody closes their eyes somebody misses weather somebody misses being late somebody misses hearing another person moving around the place me? I miss stakes morning being able to go wrong here nothing starts until you arrive takes all the danger out the alarm [Hook] it don't stop you get better furniture hang a picture fix the lamp learn which walls don't stay it don't stop you get better furniture acceptance ain't approval it's knowing where you wake [Break — bottle caps become the beat] red red red red hundred little circles trying to spell something still nothing good I wasn't ready to read it [Verse 3] people get married here people split up too that's how you know even death couldn't make us less stupid every Tuesday I look for a way out used to be every day that's not giving up that's scheduling despair in a healthier way paper airplane goes up never comes back down kid asks did I lose it? maybe it found another town [Final Hook] it don't stop you get better furniture better jokes better scars better people in the room it don't stop you get better furniture if eternity's a motel might as well move the fucking couch [Outro] [bottle cap drops] ... needs a hobby
