(Ho)tel(l)

We locked eyes

Before I even knew your name

Or you mine

We both already knew

We were intertwined

It was wrong, so wrong

Cliche that it felt right

From that moment on

Not tasting you would be a fight

The fire will always rage

No matter the time or age

Luckily, we both got fired

We wouldn’t have met eachother

If we hadn’t have been hired

We will always have the hotel

And you will swear never to tell

The chemistry was magic and more

But you have methamphetemine

And my man would think

I was a whore