Lonely

Oh, it's hard to sleep

I can't even shut my eyes

And, it's hard to dream

When you're the only thing I think about at night

And I ain't been well

You would hate to see me now

I'm surprised I ain't drowned

In the whiskey that they're selling downtown

If you only knew this old song books full of words you said

And there's still a cold spot on your side of the bed

And a box in the closet, that still holds on to your memories

I got a bunch of whiskey bottles I could call your fault

And a couple colored patches, on holes in the walls

I guess you could say, I can't handle the pain

Of being lonely

Being lonely

And I seen you last night

But you had no clue

You were a sight for sore eyes

But you were with someone new

You were wearing that old red dress

That you always wore for me

Baby, I was in a wreck

Watching from a bar stool seat

If you only knew this old song books full of words you said

And there's still a cold spot on your side of the bed

And a box in the closet, that still holds on to your memories

I got a bunch of whiskey bottles I could call your fault

And a couple colored patches, on holes in the walls

I guess you could say, I can't handle the pain

Of being lonely

Being lonely

I've filled my life full of false hope and wishful thinking

Staying up all night smoking dope and too much drinking

If you only knew this old song books full of words you said

And there's still a cold spot on your side of the bed

And a box in the closet, that still holds on to your memories

I got a bunch of whiskey bottles I could call your fault

And a couple colored patches, on holes in the walls

I guess you could say, I can't handle the pain

Of being lonely

Being lonely