Well, I can't recall, one time in my life,

I've felt as lonely as I do tonight.

I feel like I could lay down, and get up no more,

It's the damndest feelin'; I never felt it before.



Tonight I feel like an old violin,

Soon to be put away and never played again.

Don't ask me why I feel like this, hell, I can't say.

I only wish this feelin' would just go away.



I guess it's 'cos the truth,

Is the hardest thing I ever faced.

'Cos you can't change the truth,

In the slightest way. I tried.



So I asked myself,

I said: