The TV?s blaring, the radio is turned up loud
Maybe then I?ll sleep well, maybe then I?ll drown you out
Don't want to think much I don't want to reminisce
'Cause love songs and poems have all lead, they've all led me to thisIt?s dangerous to be sleeping alone
And it?s way, way, way
It?s way to cold to be at homeI've locked up tightly I must say I've had my doubts
'Cause they will kick and they will scream
But there's no way they're ever getting out
They breathed fresh air once, a long time, a long time ago
And now stuck up inside my head, how they ever gonna grow?It?s dangerous, to be sleeping alone
And it?s way, way, way
It?s way to cold to be at home
And I am what I am, yes I am what I am
It ain't that badWhat I'm trying to say here is not worth
It?s not worth your time
I'm just a lonely, a lonely love sick boy with my rhymeIt?s dangerous to be sleeping alone
And it?s way, way, way
It?s way to cold to be at home
And I am what I am, yes I am what I am
It ain't that badAnd even the toughest white boy
Yes, even the baddest white boy
He still gets sad
Songwriters
JAMES, JOSHUA FRED/EDGAR, SHANNON ALLANPublished by
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