Somewhere along this dusty road I lost my superpowers
The crown j**els, and all the words that ever kept you by my side
And, along this rugged trail I lost the cell phone tower
And those East coast crickets that made me feel at home at night
And, along this broken path
I lost your sound advice
And my metaphorical four-wheeler's spinning in the dirt of life...
And my bed grows cold
On the side you used to, side that you used to sleep on
My life feels hollow
Don't you make, don't you make me sleep alone
Don't you make me sleep alone
Somewhere throughout the years
You lost pieces of yourself
And when you tried to find your way back
The crows ate your breadcrumb trail
(Somewhere throughout my life I'd forgotten how to love)
Somewhere along this dusty road you lost your superpowers
And my hands were kryptonite sifting through the sands of time
(And I'm so lost, I'm barely hangin' on)
Along this haunted town you painted the buildings red
But not a GPS could bring you by my side again.
And my bed grows cold
On the side you used to, side that you used to sleep on
I'm drunk, cold, and need you
Don't you make, don't you make me sleep alone
So, do you feel hollow now that you're, now that you're all alone?