I wish I had a third-floor motel room
On the dark side of the moon
Up there with the satellites in the sky
If you knew anything about her, you'd understand why
I used to believe in love
And all that forever stuff
But now I'm starting to think it was one big lie
If you knew anything her, you'd understand why

She's a seawall on the coast in stormy weather
She's that C22, go-to jukebox song
I had small town dreams of us together
But now she's gone

I don't dance with 90 proof
Or smoke weed like I used to
But right now I sure could use the high
If you knew anything about her, you'd understand why, yeah

Yeah she's a seawall on the coast in stormy weather
She's that C22, go-to jukebox song
I had small-town dreams of us together
But now she's gone

I wish I had a third floor motel room
On the dark side of the moon
Up there with the satellites in the sky
If you knew anything about her, you'd understand why
If you knew anything about her
You'd understand why