Turn around, I doubt it
Never would I live without it
Shelling out my money for the love I can't live without

Here she comes again
She says he's just another friend
But that's one friend I know I can live without


She's got my mind in line
And Lying to me every night

Pushing out the pieces and pull em' all back again
Pick her up at home
She's always on that telephone

Chatting to another man, catting and it's oh so cold...

And it feels so cold

And it's getting old
How could I be
That I don't know


Ditched that girl eventually
Listened to the things they told me

Finally found some fool to take my own advice
Here I am at home
Watching TV all alone

Bored out of my skull bored out of my mind

Couldn't take it, Had to break it

On the floor, more, more times than I could stand it
Couldn't fake it, had to shake it
out the door for more drinks than I could handle...


And it feels so cold
And it's getting old

How could I be
That I don't know


Turn around, I doubt it
Never would I live without it
Shelling out my money for the love I can't live without

Here she comes again
She says he's just another friend
But that's one friend I know I can live without