It's Four A.m.,

I'm Drunk And Alone

Trying To Call You

On A Public Phone

I Wanted Passion,

I Wanted Desire

My Heart Is A Flame That Pains Me

If I Do Not Light It On Fire



I'm The Perfect Picture

Of A Perfect Fool

You're Out Doing

What I Wanted You To

I'm In The Heartbreak Hotel

And There's A Desk Clerk For Hire

My Heart Is A Flame That Pains Me

If I Do Not Light It In Fire



How Can I Tell You

Just How It Feels

How Do You Make Love Stay

And How Do You Know

If What's Staying Is Real



I Was The One

Full Of Whiskey And Talk

I Was The One

With The Skip In His Walk

You Say The Truth Hurts,

Yeah Well, So Does A Liar

My Heart Is A Flame That Pains Me

If I Do Not Light It On Fire