Going West - Park Hotel

Into the storm we’re outta luck

Into the storm we’re outta luck

We’re outta luck

Are we really wanna move

But I’m stuck on you

I ain’t got the tools

To break free from these shoes

(We're outta luck)

Going west

Going west

I cannot pretend I’m almost dead inside

I cannot pretend I’m almost dead inside

You wanna know the reason

What I did too

It’s more than just a feelin'

It’s gravity pullin' me to you

Going west

Going west

Going west

Going west

Going west

Going west

Going west

Going west

Ooooh

At the lonely road, downward a mile

Lost in the moment

You run out of clues

I know you know

You got nothin' to lose

So cut your loss

It ain’t worth the cost

Don’t take the call

It ain’t for you

I know you need it man, I need it too

I know you want it, 'cause I want it too