| Alone in this house again tonight
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| I got the TV on, the sound turned down and a bottle of wine
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| There’s pictures of you and I on the walls around me
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| The way that it was and could have been surrounds me
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| I’ll never get over you walking away
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| I’ve never been the kind to ever let my feelings show
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| And I thought that being strong meant never losing your self-control
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| But I’m just drunk enough to let go of my pain
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| To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain
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| From my eyes
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| Tonight I wanna cry
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| Would it help if I turned a sad song on
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| «All By Myself» would sure hit me hard now that you’re gone
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| Or maybe unfold some old yellow lost love letters
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| It’s going to hurt bad before it gets better
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| But I’ll never get over you by hiding this way
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| I’ve never been the kind to ever let my feelings show
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| And I thought that being strong meant never losing your self-control
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| But I’m just drunk enough to let go of my pain
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| To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain
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| From my eyes
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| Tonight I wanna cry
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| I’ve never been the kind to ever let my feelings show
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| And I thought that being strong meant never losing your self-control
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| But I’m just drunk enough to let go of my pain
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| To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain
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| From my eyes
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| Tonight I wanna cry |