My bed stinks of pizza,
My room is a mess.
I was held hostage
Last night by my ex.

I came to the hotel,
Hoping he’s changed.
Of course, I was wrong,
It was my mistake.

I wanted to leave,
He said: “No, you’ll stay”
I tried to escape,
He got me again.

I screamed: “Let me go!”
He held my wrists tight
And whispered to me:
“You’re staying tonight”.

Through crying I’ve heard
The knock at the door
It opened, I ran.
The cab brought me home.

We always repeat
The same old mistakes.
Please, darling, remember -
The ex’s don’t change.

My bed stinks of pizza,
My room is a mess.
I was held hostage
Last night by my ex.