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?