Loneliness is not something that I’m used to
Loneliness is not something that I’m used to
But sleeping well is just something that I used to do
And making love is just something that I used to do

Well I tried to fill my empty nights with drinking
I’m going to keep on trying to fill them up with drinking
Anything to keep my boat from sinking
Anything to keep my head from thinking

Well there might be something
she wants for me to give her
Lord, there might be something
she wants for me to give her
Like maybe some clothes or jewlery that she left here
Well I’d give her things back gladly,
but I can’t cause I threw them in a river

I keep my windows open in the summer
And I keep my windows open in the spring time
And I keep my windows open in the winter
I’m going ot keep my doorway open come this Autumn

Well you weren’t suprised when I told you I was dying
You laughed and said well darling who isn’t
Well theres got to be something that I’m missing
Well it’s hard to keep your vision
When you heart treats your memory like a prison

Well I’ve had to teach myself not to adore ya
But I’ve had to teach myself not to adore ya
Cause everything has changed since the morning
That we awoke and left the mountains of California