When this winter comes
I'll be lonely that's a fact.
When i’m out with all your friends
I never know how i should act.
And there's some t-shirts in my closet
That make me think of certain days.
And there's records on my shelf
That only spin when you're away.
I've heard it said so many times.
"true love will set you free"
Well it's been twenty something years
And i’m still struggling to breathe.
I'm sorry if it hurts.
God knows that it only gets worse.
I'm talking to myself.
I don't have
Anybody else.

If i get lonely this winter
Would you come and visit me?
This place i’m stuck in now.
It's not where i want to be.
Maybe i should call my mother.
She's always worried about my health.
And i’ve got this running list
Of things i hate about myself.
Maybe i’ll see you again someday.
At my funeral, i hope.
But if i go, i’ll go laughing.
Just so everybody knows
That if i die young.
Well at least i had fun.
I'm talking to myself.
I don't have
Anybody else.