Three weeks and you sold his space

She said she's packing but it ain't over yet

You will confess but you won't repent

So, you ain't got a hope in hell

The moon was shining down on your first kiss

Angora sweater between you and bliss

Now, your head has become a mess

So, you ain't got a hope in hell

Too many nights on the road, you said

Made you lose your heart where you lay your head

You tried to tell her when you look in her eyes

That her one big love is now a little white lie

She read your name on the bathroom wall

She's got your number so you get no call

Kiss came to shove and now you're bound to fall

So, you ain't got a hope in hell

Too many nights on the road, you said

Made you lose your heart where you lay your head

You tried to tell her when you look in her eyes

That her one big love is now a little white lie

Yellow motel on a dusty road

Between the sheets that are pressed and cold

Dying for someone to take off your clothes

But you ain't got a hope in hell

No, you ain't got a hope in hell

No, you ain't got a hope in hell