Nobody's Home

Move slowly to my dresser drawers Put my blue jeans on Find my cowboy boots, my button down Strap my timepiece on my arm Grab my bill fold, my pocket change Just a mindless old routine Then, it's out the door and down the street It's not really me I still comb my hair the same Still like the same cologne And I still drive that pick-up truck That the same old bank still owns Since you left, everybody says I'm not the guy they've known The lights are on But nobody's home Cup of coffee in the morning It's just food for the brain But I've been numb since our last goodbye I haven't felt a thing But now, there's pains in my head Pains in my chest And I think I'm losing my hair I'm a half a man with half a mind To think you didn't care I still comb my hair the same Still like the same cologne And I still drive that pick-up truck That the same old bank still owns But since you left, everybody says I'm not the guy they've known The lights are on But nobody's home Since you left, everybody says I'm not the guy they've known The lights are on But nobody's home The lights are on But nobody's home