Bittersweet Motel - Phish

When the only tool you have is a hammer

Everything looks like a nail

And you’re living at the Bittersweet Motel

When the only tool you have is a hammer

Everything looks like a nail

And you’re living at the Bittersweet Motel

Halfway between Erie and Pittsburgh

You put me through hell

On the highway to the Bittersweet Motel

Halfway between Erie and Pittsburgh

You put me through hell

On the highway to the Bittersweet Motel

When the only tool you have is a hammer

Everything looks like a nail

And you’re living at the Bittersweet Motel