Room 16, the Palms Motel
Now I can rest behind that door
My life with you’s become a living hell
Don’t wanna live like that no more
And whatever it will take
I will do to make this final break
Yeah, better off without you
Better off without you
Better off without you in my life
So I’ll unpack my bag
And kick off these old shoes
This room is a good as anyplace I’ve ever been
For lookin’ at the truth
Now it’s all so clear to me
What a blind man could plainly see
Yeah, better off without you
Better off without you
Better off without you in my life
Oh, God, here comes the tears
I’m gonna stay right here
I’ll cry. I’ve cried before
But I won’t go back no more
Looks like a change in the weather
I can hear it start to rain