One coffee cup, one toothbrush, one set of keys
one car out in the drive
One half of the closet empty one half of the bed cold at
night
One of us just up and disappeared
That only leaves one of us 'round here
Lonesome, can drive a man insane
Lonesome, is the sad part of the game
Win some, lose some
Lonesome
One man and one woman, one too many cold and bitter
fights
One high power lawyer, one piece of paper they want me to
sign
The hand she used to hold picks up the pen
And all at once reality sets in
Chorus
Lonesome
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Lonesome
Lonesome
Lonesome