It's 2 am another motel room and the boys, they?ll be sleeping soon
But I'm up and around and feeling blue with not much of anything to do
So maybe I'll walk down the hall, see if I can find anyone at all
To get up and head out for a beer or we could just sit and talk in here
Oh it kills me all these slow nights paying my dues
But, there ain't nothing wrong, just a late night case of the blues
Somewhere down in my soul an angel lives but he lost control