Verse 1:
A broken neon sign flickers with convulsion
Like it could sense the turmoil inside
A rabbit tail warning to those checking in
A farewell to all those who had died

At the front desk she looks twisted
Peers over cat eye glasses
Up the lift and on the top floor
Hands rusty keys to a man and his whore

Chorus:
Not thinking monogamous and will raise a glass
Suite 64
Be my guest, be my guest
Not thinking monogamous, there’s karma in Cortez
Suite 64
Be my guest, be my guest, be my guest

Verse 2:
Fifty dollar fee don’t you lose them keys
Don’t you lose you mind before you pay to leave
Candles scattered, a shrine to the ruthless who lie
Rising cigarette smoke now there’s ash in their wine

Pleasure in their final hours
But justice fractures their selfish pride
Pinned to a head board they lay limp like dead flowers
Slaughtered in a room where they lay and lied

Chorus

Be my guest, be my guest x2

Chorus