Being told you're no good At a job that you hate Belongs in a special part of hell It was a feeling I knew More than I wanted to Working at a Manchester business hotel Rushing a plate to room 108 On New Years Eve, 2005 I gave two short knocks And you opened up Not your standard business hotel type But sometimes your future is waiting for you Behind a hotel room door I'd spent 20 years not living my life And that wasn't my life anymore ♪ I saw your guitar case, asked if you play You said, "No, that's where I keep my machine gun." I used to tour with a banjo But ever since I switched Nobody ever asks for a refund You sign for the tray, lean in to say "Hey, where you goin'? Do you smoke?" I couldn't believe This was happening to me When you pulled out a joint from your coat But sometimes your future is offered to you Rolled up in a cigarette I'd spent 20 years not living my life Right 'til that moment we met And it was like a firecracker Watched from a prison yard Sitting in that hotel bedroom Listening to you play guitar Oh, it was like a firecracker Oh, it was like a firecracker