| How Can I Tell Her |
|---|
| Six a.m. day after Christmas |
| I throw some clothes on in the dark |
| The smell of cold |
| Car seat is freezing |
| The world is sleeping |
| I am numb |
| Up the stairs to her apartment |
| She is balled up on the couch |
| Her mom and dad went down to Charlotte |
| They’re not home to find us out |
| And we drive |
| Now that I have found someone |
| I’m feeling more alone |
| Than I ever have before |
| She’s a brick and I’m drowning slowly |
