Cars by the water, water that makes this place stand still Looks like they're thinking, thinking of jumping I wake to the church bells playing those funky tunes, "Hey Jude" Up in the tower, carillonneurs thumping [Chorus] I'm trying to love you but you treat me like a hotel You're coming and going, but you never say where I'm trying to love you, but I see your heart is elsewhere Amsterdam says "Goodnight" I'm dragging my suitcase through Chinatown [??] The racket it's making, banging a tourist Now this is my home Though these roots will only ever be so long It is what it is [Chorus] I'm trying to love you but you treat me like a hotel You're coming and going, but you never say where I'm trying to love you, but I see your heart is elsewhere Amsterdam says with steel in her voice "I may seem rude to you but I prefer to hear it straight And not have to wade through the bullsh** between the lines I know I'm beautiful, and I shouldn't work, but I do And I can do better than you."