Lyrics: It's two A.M. in my new home, this motel room An ash tray full of lucky strikes A half spent case of warm Bud Lite Countin' regrets, fightin' back tears Retracin' steps, gettin' no where Callin' your name, it's a waste of my breath There's no reachin' you across this cold and empty bed Stirrin' up ashes, tryin' to find passion Where there's no love left It's like tryin' to put smoke back in this cigarette Come sunrise, guess I'll checkout and ditch this town Put a few more miles be (guitartabs.cc)
