The house looks empty and the car has gone The gate is closed and all the blinds are drawn I check the mailbox and I get my share all my letters are sitting there
I don't know where she might have gone There's so much I wish could be undone
I search the places where we went before I cruise all night until my eyes get sore I get some sleep in a parking lot I should be wiser bu I know I'm not
Does the matter where she went tonight? Some things are wrong that won't get right
I hope they have a place for a sentimental case like me Life is cruel to sentimental fools like me
I talk to strangers who pretend to care they all agree that life is to unfair I drink until I don't know where I am and swear I'll never fall in love again
I wonder what she's doing now I've got to get to her somehow
I hope they have a place for a sentimental case like me Life is cruel to sentimental fools like me
It's ten a.m. my head is killing me Why does it take me so much time to see I face a life without her being there I gotta get out I need to get some air
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