Chelsea Collins - Hotel Bed feat. Swae Lee

(Now I'm lying in this hotel bed)
(And I'm missin' you)

Five in the mornin', pretend you knockin'
Waitin' with that look in your eyes (Eyes)
Blunt's on the nightstand (Nightstand)
Remember us when we were gettin' lost in the fire (Fire)
Well, all I've ever known is bein' on the road
I'll be booked on a go with time (Time)
So if I'm being honest, I really fucked it up and I apologize
The truth is

Now I'm lying in this hotel bed
And I'm missin' you (And I'm missin' you, oh-oh)
Starin' at the ceiling, losing my head
Oh, what can I do? (What can I do?) (What can I do?)
Is it too late to call and say it's my fault?
I let you go, 'cause you're too good to be true (True)
Now I'm lying in this hotel bed
And I'm missin' you, missin' you (Yeah)

I hear your voice in my head (Head)
I let you do it, it's my bad (My bad)
Old ladies still dreamin' of me
And things we used to do (Do, yeah)
Pass it from the nightstand, oh-oh
Got me fuckin' 'til I'm lifeless (Lifeless)
Lookin' at them old pics, then I go my own thing
Thought you were my right hand (Right hand, yeah)
And I'm movin' on
Baby, you know I can't be on stuck for long
Too involved, at this point don't even matter who was wrong
Let you go, had to do what's better for the both of us
Do you still love her?
Baby, I can't love you through the phone

Now I'm lying in this hotel bed
And I'm missin' you (Missin' you, missin' you)
Starin' at the ceiling, losing my head
Oh, what can I do? (What can I do?)
Is it too late to call and say it's my fault?
I let you go, 'cause you're too good to be true (True)
Now I'm lying in this hotel bed
And I'm missin' you, missin' you

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh

Now I'm lying in this hotel bed
And I'm missin' you (I'm missin' you)
Starin' at the ceiling, losing my head
So tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, what can I do?

Now I'm lying in this hotel bed
And I'm missin' you (Missin' you, yeah, I'm missin' you)
Starin' at the ceiling, losing my head
Oh, what can I do? (What can I, what can I do?)
Is it too late to call and say it's my fault?
I let you go, 'cause you're too good to be true
And now I'm lying in this hotel bed
And I'm missin' you, missin' you

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh (I'm missin' you)
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh (I'm missin' you)
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh (I'm missin' you)
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh