Backseat glass, I'm quiet, taking in the country

Black bird eating death in the shade of the plum tree

Motel Blues got nothing left to lose, so I'm calling

Ring me out when the bottle runs out, I'm fallin

I miss playing that song with you

But we don't do too much talking these days

It ain't easy seeing you here, but I'm still glad you came

Laying your head on my collarbone bed for the last time

Telling me not to linger too long with the goodbye

Now you hunker down in your mountain town for a big storm

Give me a call when the snow starts to fall

Are you keeping yourself warm

I miss playing that song with you

But we don't do too much talking thesе days

It ain't easy seeing you here, but I'm still glad you camе

When I come around, I get pulled in again

Please don't mess around, I was only a friend