"Silver Bell" lyrics - PATTY GRIFFIN

Silver Bell, Silver Bell
Yeah, that's the name of the old motel
You were travelling and there you fell
Down on a bed at the Silver Bell

How you been? I'm doing well
I hear you're digging a hole to hell
How you been? I'm doing well
Meet me tonight at the Silver Bell

I hate to tell you, baby, this is home
The wallpaper is a colour called sea foam
Pull down the shades a little and you've got yourself a prison cell
Tearing up the wicked well tonight, baby, at the
Silver Bell, Silver Bell
Yeah, that's the name of the old motel

I did a stupid thing, I even tried
Feels like a hundred bees are stinging me from the inside
I don't know just what to do, I don't know just who to tell
And so I'm telling you to meet me tonight down at the
Silver Bell, Silver Bell
Yeah, that's the name of the old motel

I hate to tell you, baby, this is home
The wallpaper is a colour called sea foam
Pull down the shades a little and you've got yourself a prison cell
Tearing up the wicked well tonight, baby, at the

Silver Bell, Silver Bell
Yeah, that's the name of the old motel
You were travelling and there you fell
Down on a bed at the Silver Bell