My little friend is gone
Why am I awake
Living every mans dream in hell
My mama called my phone
Please let me take it
I'm trapped in my own room by an angel
And she knows whats on my mind
She thinks that she's making it right
Just a little more will make it right
But I just don't want to cry on you
Oily vision and spinning brains
Seems like nothing relieves the pain
As I waste away these lonely days
We're on different couches again
And she knows whats on my mind
She thinks that she's making it right
Just a little more will make it right
But I just don't want to cry on you
Lovely lovely woman I know you're here
But don't you have a mom who doesn't know you're here
And I heard you moan the first time
And I'd still rather hear him yap at me
And she knows whats killing me inside
She thinks I need what she's giving me
Just a little more passion to heal me
But god I just want to cry for him
Alone
When you're alone, fantasize
Wish that you were in my shoes
Even though my shoes are falling apart
Who even wants worn out shoes anyway
And she knows whats on my mind
She thinks that she's making it right
Just a little more will make it right
But god I just want to cry for him
Alone
Let me cry for him alone
Let me be pathetic in my room
Let me cry for him alone
Fetal position on my floor