lonely isn't the word for this

Lonely isn't the word for this Didn't know I could hurt like this Wouldn't wish it on anyone Not even you She was the first girl I kissed out in California We had the windows down, we're flying on the 405 It gave me butterflies, the taste of some paranoia She didn't know it then, but I never felt so alive You planned it out Yeah, you said it in a voice note I called you up, but you sent me straight to voicemail Oh well, I guess that it's set in stone Lonely isn't the word for this Didn't know I could hurt like this Wouldn't wish it on anyone Not even you Lonely isn't the word for this Didn't know I could hurt like this Wouldn't wish it on anyone Not even you She was the first thing I wanted since Alabama (Alabama) Yeah, but I couldn't hold her close even if I tried (if I tried) You planned it out Yeah, you said it in a voice note I called you up, but you sent me straight to voicemail (voicemail) Oh well, I guess that it's set in stone (set in stone) (It's set in stone) Lonely isn't the word for this Didn't know I could hurt like this Wouldn't wish it on anyone Not even you Lonely isn't the word for this Didn't know I could hurt like this Wouldn't wish it on anyone Not even you 'Cause I get, didn't get you (didn't get you) I don't get why I miss you 'Cause it's a waste of time You're always on my mind It doesn't matter what I did It wasn't worth a dime Lonely isn't the word for this Didn't know I could hurt like this Wouldn't wish it on anyone Not even you