I'm not your first sweet lover.
I'm not the darling that you wed.
I'm not that perfect housewife.
I'm not your ecstasy in bed.
I'm the last chance motel, full of cobwebs and of pain.
I've seen a lot of sad love and I'm broken and I'm tame.
I'm nobody's dream
as I once might have been.
I'm the last chance motel.