text: When the only tool you have is a hammer
  Everything looks like a nail
  And youre living at the bittersweet motel
  When the only tool you have is a hammer
  Everything looks like a nail
  And youre living at the bittersweet motel
  Half-way between Erie and Pittsburgh
  Youre puttin me through hell
  On the highway to the bittersweet motel
  Half-way between Erie and Pittsburgh
  Youre puttin me through hell
  On the highway to the bittersweet motel
  When the only tool you have is a hammer
  Everything looks like a nail
  And youre living at the bittersweet motel