Songtext von Bittersweet Motel

when the only tool you have is a hammer everything looks like a nail and your living at the bittersweet motel when the only tool you have is a hammer everything looks like a nail and your 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 your living at the bittersweet motel