Here's another song about an old hotel A place you can rise in the same place as you fell To get lost in solitude and saved by yourself And did I mention I'm alone as well I didn't come here with a mistress or a lover I've run away with this polaroid of my mother You can't fill her shoes so fill the tub up with water And if you can't cure my blues then don't even bother It's a difficult task or it wouldn't be asked The bed vibrates but it doesn't last Now I need a hand removing my mask So if you come to me afraid you'll leave me aghast I've been pierced with a pin and stabbed into styrofoam I've been frozen in amber and I want to go home But first I must convince my past that I've grown Fond of the rags I've gathered and sewn And this is as good a place as any I've been This is the pearce and quiet you must pay to stay in There's a plate-glass window with a view of my skin It's too busy out there I think I'll stay in my hotel suite