Tchaikovsky & Solitude

I listen to Tchaikovsky and cry

Pour myself a glass of red wine

I was thinkin' of something you said

Hey, it's okay to behaveLife is like a glass of cheap champagne

Bein' thrown in your face by your date

Three hundred miles away

Hey, it's okay to behaveWhen solitude comes 'round

All you have to do is lay down

Extend your hand into its hand

And feel the grip that's crushin' youI go on a run through the hills

I love how the sweat makes me feel

Drink a gallon of water a day

Hey, it's okay to behaveI bury my nose in a book

Learn how the knight captures rook

Castle the king to A1

Hey, it's okay to behaveWhen solitude comes 'round

All you have to do is lay down

Extend your hand into its hand

And feel the grip that's crushin' you