Regrets

Paying at the Holloway, it's 35 dollars a night
Check in through a man named Kim
He's got a call and an angry wife

And I can hear the Spanish screams
Of girlfriends in the other rooms
Who are not like me

And they say
Make no regrets
Don't slow down
This time

Upstairs in a plastic room
Half-stare and watching old cartoons
I turn down the bed

Waiting an hour or more
For footsteps and an open door
I take off my watch

And I hope you come back safe this time
From your copping spree in Little Mexico
Underneath an LA traffic light

And they say
Make no regrets
Don't slow down
This time

I feel you staring down at me
You lean to burn a cigarette
And I roll up my sleeve and you say you'll never leave

And I'll never get away
As long as I keep still and I hold my breath
And with the shame, I fall down into sleep

And they say
Make no regrets
Don't slow down
This time