Loneliness
I spend half the weekend feeling the verse
All my news
Stuck in corners out to dry bout to drive
Butter than bruised
It's the pity
Tracking me into my thoughts this evening
And it's just like the lust I
What am I to do?
What am I to do?
What am I to do?
What am I to do?
Oh you
I preferred your hair when it was darker
Silky smooth
And for love so free to fall with nothing to prove
I want lead it
Try to go outside and count the feeling
Is happening all over
What am I to do?
What am I to do?
What am I to do?
What am I to do?
(Instrumental)
What am I to do?
What am I to do?
What am I to do?
What am I to do?
