Motels

I'll let you sleep, but you know it that I gotta go Gotta make some change I'ma fill the sea, this storm inside of me I'll kick it out the window cause your mum is in the front room You don't want her to see That don't bother me Does she know that you're a freak? I'm going Make it my own show and Preach it from the bar right down the street Lord, help me to my feet Time could change, but I'll give you my number I could stay forever as your motel boy Keep the change 'cause I've been getting lesser I could stay forever as your hotel boy Get some good chains and the dresses you wear At the old place, I can wait on you there Time could change, but I'll give you my number I know that you wanted me to stay But you know it's not ok God, at times you don't even look older You're on my jeans, can you please roll over? I'll kick it out the window 'cause your mum is in the front room You don't want her to see That don't bother me Does she know that you're a freak? I'm going Make it my own show and Preach it from the bar right down the street Lord, help me to my feet Time could change, but I'll give you my number I could stay forever as your motel boy Keep the change 'cause I've been getting lesser I could stay forever as your hotel boy Get some good chains and the dresses you wear At the old place, I can wait on you there Time could change, but I'll give you my number Time could change, but I'll give you my number (I know that you wanted me to stay, but you know it's not ok) I could stay forever as your motel boy (god, at times you don't even look older) Keep the change 'cause I've been getting lesser (you're on my jeans, can you please roll over) I could stay forever as your hotel boy Get some good chains and the dresses you wear (I know that you wanted me to stay, but you know it's not ok) At the old place I can wait on you there (God, at times you don't even look older) Time could change, but I'll give you my number (you're on my jeans, can you please roll over)