Wake up at the Ambassador Hotel with fingernails and dust on the windowsill.
It's cold this November, with frost and ice and a room to remember.
I was dreaming of a carpenter named Scarver whose father's butcher's knife's a carver - broken into pieces.
Wake up at the Ambassador Hotel
Fingernails and dust on the windowsill
Wake up at the Ambassador Hotel
This room is cold as hell
Room is cold as hell
Room is cold
he hesitates
please don't escape
'Cause I was leaving anyway
Why'd you say you won't stay?
Now I'm out - I'm checking out of this place
What you say?
Please don't escape.
How's about I'm getting off my face
and why did you say you were leaving anyway?Â
'Cause IÂ was leaving anyway.
Leaving anyway
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Wake up at the Ambassador Hotel
Fingernails and dust on the windowsill
Wake up at the Ambassador Hotel
This room is cold as hell
Room is cold as hell
Room is cold
Room is cold as hell
This room is