Lonesome, can drive a man insane
One half of the closet empty
One of us just up and disappeared
Win some, lose some, lonesome
And all at once reality sets in
Lonesome
Win some, lose some, lonesome
Lonesome, can drive a man insane
And that only leaves one of us round here
The hand she used to hold, picks up the pen
Lonesome, it's the sad part of the game
One half of the bed cold at night
One high powered lawyer
One man and one woman
One too many cold and bitter fights
Lonesome
Lonesome, it's the sad part of the game
Later one piece of paper they want me to sign
