When I woke up this morning I was all alone
Stretched out in bed two hundred miles from home in some old motel
I don't know what's to become of me
I know that check-out time is three
I didn't mean to hurt him, he has so much pride
There's just no use
Why try to make an excuse
I've lost great news
Because to be his wife
Well that would be just giving up on life
I've got to go on living, I just can't exist