There's a dozen dusty roses in a picture on the wall A phone there on the table if you need a wake-up call But there ain't no room service no pool and no valet Just a single bed and dresser here in room 228 There's a hint of jasmine perfume from a cheatin' woman's neck, Johnny Walker whiskey and half smoked cigarettes. There's a quarter for a phone call a lover never made, These walls could tell some secrets here in room 228 Live and die and laugh and cry In here its all the same. Rich or poor or healed or broken, No ones here to stay. The winners and the losers, the sinners and the saints, We're all just pa**ing through here in room 228. There's heart there on the headboard underneath the paint Carved by two teenagers on their wedding day There's a dog eared King James bible if you need to ease your pain It's saved a couple lost souls here in room 228 Live and die and laugh and cry In here its all the same. Rich or poor or healed or broken, No ones here to stay. The winners and the losers, the sinners and the saints, We're all just pa**ing through here in room 228. There's a dozen dusty roses in a picture on the wall