Lonesome As It Gets

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I came home to an empty house after 2 years tried an' true
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Made up a rhyme about love and time but had no one to tell it to
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I lit a smoke and I threw my coat in the chair where she used to sit
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 Ain't that at about as lonesome as it gets

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She used to stand by the kitchen door while the sun was coming up
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She always tell me if it looked like rain or if the cat crawled on my truck
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Now every morning is a quiet mess for these things I can't forget
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 Ain't that at about as lonesome as it gets

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And no more fire to raise the crane no more track to hold the train
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Everything that I thought was love is looking like regret

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I used to have some sense of self but I don't know where it went
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Feel like a clown neath a paper crown juggling in an empty tent
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I wore my feet up a many street and still ain't found it yet
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  Ain't that about as lonesome as it gets

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And no more fire to raise the crane no more track to hold the train
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I been stranded in the rain so long I don't know what's wet

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And I got drunk on Christmas night and had an epiphany
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Let's end the day in a holy way and set fire to the Christmas tree
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While the bulbs were burning down the angel was taking fits
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 Ain't that about as lonesome as it gets

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 Ain't that about as lonesome as it gets

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