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Text: Michelle Branch. Hotel Paper. Hotel Paper.

I write mostly on hotel paper
Knowing that my thoughts will never leave this room
I'd be out of line telling you, "Leave her"
So I lie lonely surrounded by you, by you

Lately I can't be happy for no one
They think I need some time to myself
I try to smile but I can't remember
I know tomorrow there'll be nothing else

And I, I wanted to be
Givin' you everything that she's not givin'
And I, I wanted to see
'Cause I didn't believe what I'd been hearin'

You turned out to be more than I bargained for
And I can tell that you need to get away
Forgive me if I admit that I'd love to love you
We both realized it way too late

And I, I wanted to be
Givin' you everything that she's not givin'
And I, I wanted to see
'Cause I didn't believe what I'd been hearin'

Maybe this wind blowing in
Just came from the ocean

I write mostly on hotel paper