Ryan Adams - Hotel Chelsea Nights Lyrics
How long's it gonna be, babeBefore I get over you, dollYou're tearin' the stuff right out of me kidWhat with you living right up the hallAnd I'm tired of living in this hotelTV and dirty magazinesAnd I'm tired of livin' on 23rd StreetStrung out like some Christmas lightsOut there in the Chelsea nightMaybe you just didn't read me rightThe lights went out and you just sitting on the stairI played your song but I couldn't get the melody rightWhy don't you just shoot up like a ball of rubber bandsAnd I'm tired of living in this hotelFire and ashes blowin' cross the sheetsAnd I'm tired of livin' on 23rd StreetStrung out like some Christmas lightsOut there in the Chelsea nightI fell like getting rid of all my thingsMaybe just disappear into the fallThe traffic roars and my stomach screamsSittin' here watchin' roaches climb the wallAnd I'm tired of living here in this hotelFollowing a rainbow into townAnd I'm just trying to get a little sleepStrung out like some Christmas lightsOut there in the Chelsea night
