Wake up every morning
In the breaking heart of town
On the half of couch
I can t be bothered to fold down

Here s the thought that gets me
Out of bed and to the bong
What if when I said
I could do better I was wrong?

Cause there s no one for me
No one for me
And lonely s such an awful thing to be

Every night before I sleep
I wish upon a star
Someday that I might see things
The way they truly are

Here s the thought that gets me
Out of bed and to the bar
Running out of safety nets
And you re the best so far

And there s no one for me
No one for me
And lonely s such an awful thing to be

We could start all over
And pretend we re meeting cute
Skip the idle chatter
And the ritual pursuit

Here s the thought that gets me
From the bar on to the floor
Could ve been the one true love
I learned to settle for

But there s no one for me
No one for me
And lonely s such an awful thing to be