Find Me Here - Broke Down

I'm tangled up in hotel sheets
 Three sheets to the wind
 I'm kicking myself
 Staring at this cross on my skin
 Too jacked up to just black out
 In this mess of a bed I made
 With some girl I'll just call Omaha
 'Cause I'll forget her name
 And there's a preacher on a TV
 Saying something 'bout You coming back soon
 And got me thinking 'bout how
 If You walked in now
 What the hell I'd do
 I wish I was on a plane or hopping trains
 Standing with my thumb in the air
 Waving down a cab somewhere
 Really, I don't wanna be
 Caught in room 316
 With a hotel Bible as a coaster underneath my beer
 And Lord if you decide tonight's the night
 You're coming back
 I hope you don't find me here
 If I get down on my knees
 And it ain't too much to ask
 Could You break the chains that hold me down
 And get the devil off my back?
 And if You go and split that eastern sky
 I pray You take your time
 Yeah, I promise You
 I'll make these old boots walk a straight line
 I wish I was on a plane or hopping trains
 Standing with my thumb in the air
 Waving down a cab somewhere
 Really, I don't wanna be
 Caught in room 316
 With a hotel Bible as a coaster underneath my beer
 And Lord if You decide tonight's the night
 You're coming back
 I hope You don't find me here
 There's a preacher on a TV
 Saying something 'bout You coming back soon
 I ain't got a doubt, if You walked in now
 Man, I'd be screwed
 I wish I was on a plane or hopping trains
 Standing with my thumb in the air
 Waving down a cab somewhere
 Really, I don't wanna be
 Caught in room 316
 With a hotel Bible as a coaster underneath my beer
 And Lord if You decide tonight's the night
 You're coming back
 I hope You don't find me here
 I hope You don't find me here
 I'm tangled up in hotel sheets
 Three sheets to the wind
 I'm kicking myself
 Staring at this cross on my skin