Partie Deux

It's 3 a.m. and I'm out on the road

It's at least thirty minutes 'til I get you home

And the same damn songs play all night long

And I wish this awkward silence didn't feel so wrong

I just want to tell you

That I had myself a really great time

But a quick little peek from the passenger seat

Tells me you don't want to be here

Anymore

Another lonely night at the hotel bar

I got some B52's and some lit cigars

I don't have the money for an international call

But I don't really feel that you wanna talk at all