It’s a house but not a home where I'm living
Since you been gone
An old shack but not a room where I'm sleeping
When you're not home
I’m so alone
It’s a board and not a bed where I'm dreaming, lonely and blue
It’s a ghost and not a man that you see standing, right on the floor in front of you.
It's a house and not a home where I can settle, with the TV and the echoes of my mind
It’s a friend and not liquor in that bottle that I have have for this loneliness of mine
It’s the tone and not your voice that I m hearing, when I call you
It’s a hell and not a world that I'm leaving, cause you have found somebody new.
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