the neon lights beckon you home & she's a pretty little thing, she is her careful hands you hold are gloved in white & she's a pretty little thing, she is you're laced with b r i l l i a n t smiles tonight defiled Motel 6 sign lets you know it has v a c a n c y for you (your new friend, too) a dirty window- the dirty window- it seems to say, "you see through me, don't you?" a lipstick stain's all she leaves behind her ( it's crimson, a bouquet of dead roses ) the only difference here's the color of the powder on the women's noses the pretty words you wanted there to be tonight are (always) still just out our reach