On the third floor of the hotel there's a pregnant flamenco dancer
In the bathtub is a razor and she's planning her great escape

But in a way she's giving up on herself
But either way she's giving up some of herself

In the backyard there's a small boy
Playing soldier with an army ranger
In the front room there's a mother to the small boy she's a total stranger

In a way she's giving up on herself
But either way she's giving up some of herself

Love is only what you give up
Life isn't what you get
Love won't always fill your cup but life's when you start live
Life's when you learn to give

When I leave here I'm gonna go home
To the small boy and that flamenco dancer
Leave the guitars in the spotlight
I'm gonna go home to my big escape

In a way she's giving up on herself
But either way she's giving up some of herself

But in a way I'm giving up some of myself
But in a way isn't that what it's about
But in a way I'm giving up some of myself

Isn't that what it's about

Love is only what you give up
Life isn't what you get
Love won't always fill your cup
Life's when you start to
Life's when you start to give
Love is only what you give up
Life's when you learn to give

Isn't that what it's about