Trip
Drawing a Blank Lyrics


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Left Chicago headed south
On a 9:30 plane
We touched down in Atlanta
As it started to rain
Grabbed my bags
Hailed a cab
And as we splashed down the road
I held your picture
Wiped my forehead
And I reread your note

And I know that I'm never going to find
Anything better than you I want you
To know that it's killing me
That you're somewhere else not with me

Now I'm lying on a bed
In a cheap motel
Watching TV until morning and
I'm trying to tell you
What went wrong
Why you're gone
I'm wishing I could go home
Try to find you
Talk you out of this
I don't want to be left all alone

And I know that I'm never going to find
Anything better than you I want you
To know that it's killing me
That you're somewhere else not with me

Now I'm walking through your bedroom
Touching things that remain
Bare walls, white
Wood, floor dusty
And it smells of new paint or
Rebirth or
Something different
Unlike before
Then I walked right through the doorway
And I relocked the door

And I know that I'm never going to find
Anything better than you I want you




To know that it's killing me
That you're somewhere else not with me

Overall Meaning

The song "Trip" by Drawing a Blank is a heart-wrenching ballad about lost love and longing. The lyrics tell the story of a man who travels to Atlanta in search of his ex-lover, only to find himself alone in a dingy motel room, watching TV and wallowing in regret. He reminisces about their time together and wonders what went wrong, hoping that he can find her and talk her out of leaving him.


The opening lines set the tone for the rest of the song, with the singer leaving behind his old life in Chicago and heading south in search of something better. As he travels through Atlanta, he clings to a picture of his ex and a note she left him, desperate for a connection to the past. The second verse finds him alone in a motel room, trying to make sense of what happened between them and wishing he could go back in time to set things right. In the final verse, he visits her empty bedroom, touching her belongings and feeling the weight of her absence. He locks the door behind him, knowing that he may never be able to find her again.


Overall, "Trip" is a poignant reflection on lost love and the search for meaning in a world that can be cruel and unforgiving. The singer's raw emotion and vulnerability are palpable throughout the song, making it a powerful and unforgettable listening experience.


Line by Line Meaning

Left Chicago headed south
I left Chicago and traveled south


On a 9:30 plane
I took a plane at 9:30


We touched down in Atlanta
We landed in Atlanta


As it started to rain
It began raining


Grabbed my bags
I picked up my luggage


Hailed a cab
I called for a taxi


And as we splashed down the road
The taxi drove through puddles on the road


I held your picture
I looked at a picture of you


Wiped my forehead
I wiped sweat off my forehead


And I reread your note
I read your message again


And I know that I'm never going to find
I'm aware that I won't find


Anything better than you I want you
I want you because you're the best


To know that it's killing me
I want you to know that it hurts me


That you're somewhere else not with me
I'm upset that you're not with me


Now I'm lying on a bed
I'm currently on a bed


In a cheap motel
I'm in a low-cost motel


Watching TV until morning and
I'm watching TV until morning


I'm trying to tell you
I'm attempting to communicate with you


What went wrong
I'm trying to identify what caused our issues


Why you're gone
I'm trying to understand why you left


I'm wishing I could go home
I want to be at my house


Try to find you
I want to search for you


Talk you out of this
I want to convince you to change your mind


I don't want to be left all alone
I don't want to be alone


Now I'm walking through your bedroom
I'm currently in your bedroom


Touching things that remain
I'm touching things that you left behind


Bare walls, white
The walls are blank and white


Wood, floor dusty
The wooden floor is dusty


And it smells of new paint or
There's a smell of fresh paint or


Rebirth or
It feels like a new beginning or


Something different
Something has changed


Unlike before
It's not the same as it was before


Then I walked right through the doorway
I went through the doorway


And I relocked the door
I locked the door again




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