Hotel Bed (feat. Swae Lee)

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

Five in the mornin’, pretend you knockin'
Waitin' with that look in your eyes (eyes)
Blunts on the nightstand (nightstand)
Remember us when we were gettin' lost in the fire (fire)
But all I've ever known is bein' on the road
How people come and 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? (can I do, what can I do?)
Is it too latе to call
Say it’s my fault
I let you go, 'cause you're too good to bе 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 night stand, oh-oh
Got me fuckin' till I'm lifeless (lifeless)
Lookin' at them old pics
Damn, there go my old 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
I should go
Had to to what's better for the both of us
Distant lover 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
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