Loneliness is not something that I'm used to
Loneliness is not something that I'm used to
But sleeping well is just something that I used to do
And making love is just something that I used to do
I tried to fill my empty nights with drinking
I'm gonna keep on trying to fill them up with drinking
Anything to keep my boat from sinking
Anything to keep my head from thinking
Well there might be some things she'd want for me to give her
Lord, there might be something she wants for me to give her
Like maybe some clothes or jewelery that she left here
I'd give her things back gadly but I can't cause I threw them in a river
Well I keep my windows open in the summer
Well I keep my windows open in the sringtime
And I keep my windows open in the winter
I'm gonna keep my doorway open come this autumn
Well you weren't surprised when I told you I was dying
You laughed and said, "Yes darling, but who isn't?"
Well there's got to be something that I'm missing
Well it's hard to keep your vision when your heart treats your memory like a prison
Well I've had to teach myself not to adore you
Well I've had to teach myself not to adore you
'Cause everything has changed since the morning
When we woke and left the mountains of California