| She’s not home, and yet I still believe
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| The clothes she gave to me, so very hopefully
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| And first my heart she took
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| But now it’s overlooked
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| A chapter in a book
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| Not even on the best seller list
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| And tie me up in rope
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| I feel like such a dope
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| And looking back I wish I’ve never even fallen for her
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| She could be just a friend in my eyes
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| But she looks so good today and she is so alive
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| And I’m alone, I’m alone, and I’m hoping she’s sappy just like me
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| I’m alone and I hope she’s unhappy just like me Just like me When did this hit me, I still don’t get why I have no regrets
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| About these funny feelings deep inside
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| I want to tell, I hope, I wish to tell
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| Cause I’m in club hell where I’m the only freaking member
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| So rip out all insides there is no place to hide
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| For what I need is love its such a trippy ride
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| If I could take it back then
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| I can’t wait to attack
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| Before I let what we had fall into the zone
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| Where I’m alone, I’m alone and I’m hoping she’s sappy just like me
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| I’m alone, and I hope she’s unhappy just like me Hoping she’s sappy just like me Hope she’s unhappy just like me Harry Sally, Joey Dawson’s all do corny
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| Why is life a story when it just dawn in and happy
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| John Cusack’s movies coming back to haunt me And I cannot pretend this anymore
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| Cause I’m alone, I’m alone, and I’m hoping she’s sappy just like me
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| I’m alone, and I hope she’s unhappy just like me
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| I’m alone and I pray, she feels crappy just like me
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| I’m alone ind i hope we’ll be happy in the end |