Loneliness
I spend half the weekend feeling the verse
All my news
Stuck in corners out to dry bout to drive
bu*ter 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?