In the hotel, I can't remember how the past felt.
I rent a blank room to stop living in my past self.
$#&@ now,

I'm outta here tomorrow.
$#&@ now,
I'm outta here tomorrow,

And when I check out, it won't matter how my name's spelled,
â??cause when you pass through, you only keep what you can't sell.


In the hotel, I can't remember how the past felt.
But in a strange bed, I keep sleeping with my past self.


$#&@ now, I'm outta here tomorrow.
$#&@ now, I'm outta here tomorrow,
And when I check out, it won't matter how my name's spelled,

â??cause when you pass through, you only keep what you can't sell.