This city is a hotel,
Vacant of lasting love.
You're never able to tell
Its fantasy till you're given a shove

We arrive here all alone
Leaving our loved ones behind
Making sure our sadness isn't shown
We all seem to be so kind.

But when you're lying in a sterile bed
Pain residing in a part of your body
Reality checks into your head
No ones around you.  You have nobody.

My City is a hotel
Vacant of honest love.