
Date of issue: 09.06.2016
Song language: English
Still Getting Used to Being On My Own |
When I’m playing the piano, singing out of tune |
The person I picture in my head has always been you |
But these days are different, you’re with some other guy |
Stubbornly I still write every word as if you’re still mine |
And people think I’m crazy, people think I’m stoned |
I’m just getting used to being on my own |
When it’s cold and it’s raining, I’m laying there at night |
I don’t lay in the middle of the bed, I lay on the right |
And I need the light on, the phone up on loud |
The key underneath the stone outside in case you come around |
And people call me crazy, people say I’m stoned |
But I’m just getting used to being on my own |
If I could still feel you laying in my arms |
Why can’t I pretend? |
Oh, it does me no wrong |
But people call me crazy, people say I’m stoned |
I’m just getting used to being on my own |
And people call me crazy but baby they don’t know |
I’m just getting used to being on my own |
I’m just getting used to being on my own |
On my own, on my own |