Hotel Chelsea Nights — текст песни (Ryan Adams)

How long`s it gonna be, babe

Before I get over you, doll

You`re tearin` the stuff right out of me kid

What with you living right up the hall



And I`m tired of living in this hotel

TV and dirty magazines

And I`m tired of livin` on 23rd Street

Strung out like some Christmas lights

Out there in the Chelsea night



Maybe you just didn`t read me right

The lights went out and you just sitting on the stair

I played your song but I couldn`t get the melody right

Why don`t you just shoot up like a ball of rubber bands



And I`m tired of living in this hotel

Fire and ashes blowin` cross the sheets

And I`m tired of livin` on 23rd Street

Strung out like some Christmas lights

Out there in the Chelsea night



I fell like getting rid of all my things

Maybe just disappear into the fall

The traffic roars and my stomach screams

Sittin` here watchin` roaches climb the wall



And I`m tired of living here in this hotel

Following a rainbow into town

And I`m just trying to get a little sleep

Strung out like some Christmas lights

Out there in the Chelsea night