Every time I see you walking my way, I just hiden'Cause I don't really feel like talking about old timesnAlthough I still remember it well,nThe night that we burned our last bridgenIn that Cincinnati motelnnNow I don't claim to know much more about this than younBut I know when the deal came down you just did not come throughnYou left me lying cold, alone in my cellnWhile you had the time of your lifenIn that Cincinnati motelnnDays of grace haunting your every movenYou're too high to seenAnd you're too cold to feel mennWell it started out simple and easy like all good things willnBut you turned into someone I can't recognize even nownYou hated when I won but you laughed when I fellnAnd stumbled back in through the doornOf that Cincinnati motelnnWell it's hard to say how or why you've turned out this waynAnd I can't reconcile any debts that you've come to repaynOh 'cause I can't forget the lies that you tried to tellnThe night that we said our goodbyesnIn that Cincinnati motelnnOh, days of grace haunting your every movenYou're too high to seenAnd too cold to feel menOh, fade away diamond timenLeave me here, you're too fine to breathenAnd you're so hard to believennSo don't expect me to be forgivenn'Cause it's too late for thatnAnd it's hard enough to just keep living without feeling this trappednWell the truth in our lives, yeah we lost sight of thatnIt's rolling in the dust somewhere down the tracknWe both wrote the songs and we loved them so wellnWe let 'em slip right through our handsnIn that Cincinnati motelnnIn that Cincinnati motelnIn that Cincinnati motelnIn that Cincinnati motel