Motel

Sick of all these places

And all these endless faces

Sick of empty praises

Barely know what day it is

Tired of hearing all their lines

Dumpster fires come to life

Am I any better, caving into pleasure

Quite the collector, of human errors

Never satisfied

Never on my side

Here I draw the line

At least till the next time

Change is useless, if you don't love yourself

Been foolish, out here crying for help

The truth is, it's time to choose myself

I'm, getting tired of motels

Wanted them to want me more

Changed my hair, changed my clothes

Little me needs to stop tryna please

Every fucking soul that he sees

Take from me, the things that you need

Didn't cut you but on me you can bleed

Oh so easy to deceive

How could I have been so naive

Never satisfied

Story of my life

Here I draw the line

At least till the next time

Change is useless, if you don't love yourself

Been foolish, out here crying for help

The truth is, it's time to choose myself

I'm getting tired of motels

Trauma replaced my heart with a hole

Gave into lust to fill my soul

Thought that's how my story goes

But after therapy, I suppose

I can be, tired of this

Sick, of all the bullshit

Bit by bit, myself I'll fix

I wanna know what love is

Change is useless, if you don't love yourself

Been foolish, out here crying for help

The truth is, it's time to choose myself

I'm getting tired of motels

Motel, Motels

Motel, Motels