Losing the Lonely
Punch drunk.
Without a single drop.
On the ceiling looking down.
Knocked out.
Only took one round.
You must have a secret move.
Never happier to lose.
What I'm holding now is mine.
First thing I see in the morning.
First dream I have at night.
Without a single warning.
You got this heart of mine.
There's nothing you could tell me.
Or say to make me go.
One more kiss and one more taste.
One less day to be alone.
Losing the Lonely
What's next?
I say we make 'em guess.
We'll open every window now.
That we missed by missing out.
Long shot.
We went against the odds.
In a game you'll never win.
If you never go all in.
It just took a little time.
What I'm holding now is mine...
First thing I see in the morning.
First dream I have at night.
Without a single warning.
You got this heart of mine.
There's nothing you could tell me.
Or say to make me go.
One more kiss and one more taste.
One less day to be alone.
Losing the Lonely