Well, I can't recall, one time in my life,
I've felt as lonely as I do tonight.
I feel like I could lay down, and get up no more,

It's the damndest feelin'; I never felt it before.
Tonight I feel like an old violin,
Soon to be put away and never played again.

Don't ask me why I feel like this, hell, I can't say.
I only wish this feelin' would just go away.
I guess it's 'cos the truth,

Is the hardest thing I ever faced.
'Cos you can't change the truth,
In the slightest way. I tried.

So I asked myself,
I said: