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Hotel Song

from The Quarantine Tapes by Liz Bagby

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Spend the evening alone
In the glow of the phone
Well, it’s love of a kind, I grant you, but don’t you want more?
Absurdly easy to tell
You’ve checked out of this hotel
Leave a tip on the pillow, the key on the desk, press the floor
So lovely, so lush, in this carpeted hush
The rush of the air from the street
And I’m beat. I concede. I call defeat.

I go up, you go down
Go on and pour another round
When the morning turns pale, I’ll try and I’ll fail to make you hear
You go left, I’ll go right
Another casual goodnight
It’s late and I’m done pretending there’s anyone near

You with your hand full of ice
Such a convenient device
So matter of fact when you act, but you let this slip by
Me with my plastic smile
And it’s been stuck like this a while
Try to speak but the muscles are weak and each word’s a lie
The rattle, the glass, or the pass of the flask
God, I don’t want to ask any more
What’s it for, all this show in the shadows below?

I go up, you go down
Go on and pour another round
When the morning turns pale, I’ll try and I’ll fail to make you hear
You go left, I’ll go right
Another casual goodnight
It’s late and I’m done pretending there’s anyone near

The vacancy sign paints a line
Down the side of your face. The contours have changed.
How’d we get here? Everything’s so shabby and strange

I go up, you go down
Go on and pour another round
When the morning turns pale, I’ll try and I’ll fail to make you hear
You go left, I’ll go right
Another casual goodnight
It’s late and I’m done pretending there’s anyone near
You go on, I’ll go off
Make mine a Molotov
Trash the room, torch the place, there’s no one inside anyway
You go dark, I’ll go light
There’s no point in a fight
You’ve already said every last thing a person can say

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from The Quarantine Tapes, released April 13, 2020
Written and performed by Liz Bagby

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Indie rock + alt-country + post-punk = post-country. At least that's what we tell ourselves.

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