Simple and honest, gentle and kind
All of the town folk, think hes lost his mind
He prays for the rich so hell give to the poor
Doesnt ask much of nothing, doesnt want nothing more
Hes lonely by choice, and he likes it that way
A lot on his mind, but not much to say
He talks to Jesus, at least twice a day
Hes lonely by choice, and he likes it that way
He was in love, with a girl long ago
He left her for reasons, shell never know
He never looks back, on what might have been
Cuz he knows that hell never love like that again
Hes lonely by choice, and he likes it that way
A lot on his mind, but not much to say
He talks to Jesus, at least twice a day
Hes lonely by choice, and he likes it that way
Theyre all tried and true, all the clear shades
He gave one his all, to give up his ways
The b**hes have ripped, the flesh from his bones
And the ba*tards are fat, because hes alone
Hes lonely by choice, and he likes it that way
A lot on his mind, but not much to say
He talks to Jesus, at least twice a day
Hes lonely by choice, and he likes it that way
Lonely by choice, and he likes it that way