Written by Mike Geiger, Cole Deggs and Trey Matthews

The glasses were all plastic;
Little balls of no-name soap;
No cable on the TV;
The ice-machine was broke
Well, I guess that's what you get,
For nineteen bucks an' some change
But the cheapest motel in town,
Cost him everything

They used the Bible for a coaster,
An' it never crossed their mind:
Maybe they should've opened it,
Instead of that high-dollar wine
It was just their little secret,
A hideaway out West Main,
But the cheapest motel in town,
Cost him everything

He went from home in the suburbs,
To an apartment in town
From bein' met at the door by two little kids,
To a stray dog he'd found
He paid the price for pleasure,
Now he can't afford the pain
An' the cheapest motel in town,
Cost him everything

They thought no-one would find 'em,
But it isn't hard to spot,
A brand-new black Mercedes-Benz,
In that gravel parkin' lot
He fooled his wife till one night,
She saw something he couldn't explain,
An' the cheapest motel in town,
Cost him everything

He went from home in the suburbs,
To an apartment in town
From bein' met at the door by two little kids,
To a stray dog he'd found
He paid the price for pleasure,
Now he can't afford the pain
Yeah, the cheapest motel in town,
Cost him everything;
It cost him everything;
Cost him everything