Check-in, midnight fantasy
Room number 303
Neon heart vacancy
Come and play pretend with me
High heels tapping on the floor
Bubble lights outside the door
Cherry lipstick, silver rings
Cheap romance and shiny things
Candy smoke and glitter haze
Losing track of nights and days
You say I look like movie scenes
Soft and fake like beauty queens
Take my hand, don't ask why
We can live a perfect lie
Flash the camera, strike a pose
Everybody wants the show
Pink motel, broken hearts hotel
Love me like a carousel
Round and round and round we go
Kissing under neon glow
Pink motel, heaven made of gel
Pretty faces cast a spell
Plastic dreams and perfume rain
Dancing through the sugar pain
Mini skirts and magazine eyes
Sweet girls tell the sweetest lies
Velvet soda on your tongue
We stay forever twenty-one
Radio plays dumb pop songs
We sing badly all night long
Maybe nothing here is real
Still I love the way it feels
Oops, the fantasy cracked again
Lip gloss tears on polished skin
Even dolls get lonely too
That's why I keep calling you
Pink motel, spinning disco shell
Tiny heartbreak fairytale
Hold me close before the lights
Fade away into the night
Pink motel, we were doing well
Living in our little hell
Fake love never felt so good
Wish forever really could
Room 303
Leave the pink light on for me
Check-out never comes tonight
We stay young beneath the light
