It's different when you're lonely

the whole worlds in love

Holding hands between bar stools

and you're holding your tongue



Hold on, you're so fucked up, you're so fickle

It's this what you want? So simple, so single



But it's Different when you're helpless

or when the bars close their doors

Growing hostile toward your waitress

Those extra tips were ignored



It's different 'cause desperate

begging loosely on the sidewalk

To a sea of last-callers

Keep the conversation quick and keep 'em interested

you're different and they sense it

your eyes can't disguise it

so glassy and empty ready to spill



Hold on please don't leave yet

I can't go home alone

It doesn't go over so well

So hold on, just alittle longer

Atleast thru the night

Atleast till the morning

Oh oh oh, oh oh oh



It's different when you're lonely

And the whole worlds in love

Hold on, hold on to me

I can't hardly stand

much less the sight of myself

So hold on, hold on tight dear

Put your foot on the gas

Get me the fuck out of here




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