Wake up every morning
In the breaking heart of town
On the half of couch
I can't be bothered to fold down
Here's the thought that gets me
Out of bed and to the bong
What if when I said
I could do better I was wrong?
'Cause there's no one for me
No one for me
And lonely's such an awful thing to be
Every night before I sleep
I wish upon a star
Someday that I might see things
The way they truly are
Here's the thought that gets me
Out of bed and to the bar
Running out of safety nets
And you're the best so far
And there's no one for me
No one for me
And lonely's such an awful thing to be
We could start all over
And pretend we're meeting cute
Skip the idle chatter
And the ritual pursuit
Here's the thought that gets me
From the bar on to the floor
Could've been the one true love
I learned to settle for
But there's no one for me
No one for me
And lonely's such an awful thing to be
