There’s a place up the avenue Where lovers come to fail Look at each other with dispute And hate is all they feel.
When they check in they always say “I tried so hard, where do I sign my name.” They always complain about the investment they have made Does the room, have a place to change? The credit card’s declined The Hotel never seems to mind The key is in the shape of a broken arrow right to the heart. The desk clerk smirks Gets your name exactly right, Even though you’ve never met until this night.
The concierge will give you directions to the local graveyards The bell hop only dances and never says a word When you give him a tip, he’ll only throw out your words The elevator only goes down The only music heard is the sound Of a solitary heart beating in rhyme Singing the song “You will never be mine”.
The hall way corridor goes on forever backwards in time The lonesome sounds of whales singing Echoes through the halls, coming through the walls And from beneath every door.
The rooms offer amenities The devil dancing in the pain On the head of a pin The walls have one function That’s to close on in.
The ribbon of blood That seeps through the mirror Dances in inkblots all the way To the sink Which drips tears of Frustration Resignation Isolation Recriminations.
The bathtub waters Only run too hot or Too cold.
There is a bed of nails Inviting ruminations The images of her with him Him with her Strobes on the ceiling in endless loops Of anguish’s fatal tunes.
Room service offers a variety of suicide utensils The mini-bar contains a row of empty bottles and a syringe without a needle.
The garbage men are always out side Garbage cans crashing through the endless night sky The windows open to brick walls While couples in bliss dance cheek to cheek In the bar across the street Sometimes they look up at you and smile That smile.
This nightly room has become a weekly The weekly a monthly And if you are not careful Stay too long Once you check in The check out will always be closed At the Hotel Heartbreak Just down the road.
"Heartbreak Hotel" Well since my baby left me I found a new place to dwell It's down at the end of lonely street at Heartbreak Hotel
You make me so lonely baby I get so lonely I get so lonely I could die
And although it's always crowded you still can find some room Where broken hearted lovers do cry away their gloom
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Well the Bell hop's tears keep flowing and the desk clerk's dressed in black Well they've been so long on lonely street They ain't never going back
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Hey now if your baby leave you and you got a tale to tell. Just take a walk down lonely street to Heartbreak Hotel.
Tommy Durden, Elvis Presley, Mae Axton, Arthur Crudup