Been told you no good That a job that you hate Belongs in a special part of hell It was a feeling I knew More than I wanted to Working in a manchester business hotel Rushing you plate to room 108 On new year's eve 2005 I gave two short knocks And you opened up Not so standard business-hotel type But sometimes your future is waiting for you Behind a hotel room door I had spent 20 years not living my life And that wasn't my life anymore I saw your guitar case Asked if you play You said No, it's where I keep my machine gun I used to tour with a banjo But ever since I switched Nobody ever asks for a refund You stand for the tree, lean in to see Hey, where you goin' Do you smoke? I couldn't believe This was happening to me When you pulled out a joint from your coat But sometimes your future is offered to you Rolled up in a cigarette I had spent 20 years not living my life Right till that moment we met And it was like a firecracker Watched from a prison yard Sitting in that hotel bedroom Listening to you play guitar Oh it was like a firecracker Oh it was like a firecracker