Red Roof Inn, rain on the window
Free breakfast, an American cliché
The emptiness, distractions of hope
Mind wanders while I pretend to stay

Why do I give you the satisfaction of knowing I still care?
You only call when it's your love on the line

Room above me, they're having sex
With the TV up to drown out the noise
That's just like this world we're in
We cover up each truth with a void

Why do I give you the satisfaction of knowing I still care?
You only call when it's your love on the line
You only call when it's your love on thе line

I've gotten usеd to moving on
Air fresheners dangling in my mirror
If you only knew how far I've gone
How far I'll go to avoid these tears

Still, I give you the satisfaction of knowing I still care
And you only call when it's your love on the line
You only call when it's your love on the line