Lonesome

One coffee cup, one toothbrush

One set of keys, one car out in the drive

One half of the closet empty

One half of the bed cold at nightOne of us just up and disappeared

And that only leaves one of us round hereLonesome, can drive a man insane

Lonesome, it's the sad part of the game

Win some, lose some, lonesomeOne man and one woman

One too many cold and bitter fights

One high powered lawyer

Later one piece of paper they want me to signThe hand she used to hold, picks up the pen

And all at once reality sets inLonesome, can drive a man insane

Lonesome, it's the sad part of the game

Win some, lose some, lonesomeLonesome

Lonesome

Lonesome