In an empty hotel we came to pass some time -- we'd nothing to do I sense this has got to be complete, a perfectly beautiful decline In a restless town on a run-down street we can go down in style
In an empty hotel we came and we won't ever leave Catastrophe waits outside in the open street, I fell down on my knee and face With a bleeding nose and a shivering voice, I try to control my joy
Weekend flies, killing time with a smile We will stay till we die