
Date of issue: 08.06.2012
Song language: English
Lonely |
This old house is as empty as my heart |
These four walls are closin' in on me |
And I don’t know where to start |
'Cause if the night that she left me |
All the miles in between |
Whatever it is, Lord it’s killin' me |
I guess lonely was a bad place to be |
Well I know that she missed me |
I could hear it in her voice |
Work called me away from home |
You know it never was my choice |
Guess she had all she could stand |
So she packed up and ran |
Now the tables turn and all the pain’s on me |
I guess lonely was a bad place to be |
Now her side of the bed is cold |
And all that I have left to hold |
Is a whiskey bottle and her memory |
Her makeup and her clothes are gone |
This house ain’t really a home |
All that’s left is pain and misery |
I guess lonely was a bad place to be |
The flame in this old fireplace is brunin' strong |
And my heart is feelin' weak |
This picture that I’m holdin' |
Is the only memory I can keep |
Well the trains left the tracks |
It ain’t comin' back |
And who’s to blame? |
The engineer was me |
I guess lonely was a bad place to be |
Her side of the bed is cold |
All that I have left to hold |
Is a whiskey bottle and her memory |
Her makeup and her clothes are gone |
And this house ain’t really a home |
All that’s left is pain and misery |
I guess lonely was a bad place to be |
Yeah I guess lonely was a bad place to be |