The Ghost of Paul Revere
Loneliness
Empty drawers, unswept floors
Pacing figure eights through every open door
Dirty pans, stacked up cans
30 years of smoking color cut up hands
Trips avoid the bathroom mirror
Couldn't show you any clearer now
The blinds left drawn, the TV's on
I'm always late, I'm always wrong

Because loneliness is living without you
Loneliness is living without you

In your head, you stay in bed
Try to get yourself up, fall back down again
Is anybody even there?
A siren calls, beckoning from empty chair
And there it is, you can't avoid
The sound that's welling in the void now
You want to leave and not exist
Now that you've found lonеliness

Because lonеliness is living without you
Loneliness is living without you

Don't worry about me, I'm doing just fine
You live your life and, man, well I'll live mine
You've got a reason to live? Well I've found
Loneliness is living without you
Loneliness is living without you
Loneliness is living without you
Loneliness is living without you
Loneliness, loneliness, is living without you