Written by Mike Plume, JJ Vos and Clayton Bellamy
On the night I hit the wall
As sure as Liston took the fall
In the distance, hound dogs bayed
In the breeze, willows swayed
There’s just so much I don’t recall
On the night I hit the wall
She had eyes of ketamine
And a kiss of nicotine
Now, absence makes the heart grow fonder
But can lead a troubled mind to wander
There’s just much I don’t recall
On the night I hit the wall
One way ticket
Two of us
Three in the morning
Strangers waiting for the bus
No-tell Motel
Paper-thin walls
They’re all doing what we’re doing
All the way down the hall
On the night I hit the wall
One way ticket
Two of us
Three in the morning
Strangers waiting for the bus
No-tell Motel
Paper-thin walls
They’re all doing what we’re doing
All the way down the hall
When I woke up she was gone
I whiskeyed my coffee and moved along
Now everywhere I go I swear
Something tells me she was there
Back to her, I’d surely crawl
Like the night I hit the wall
There’s just so much I don’t recall
On the night I hit the wall