If this was the thing to do Call, break it off Call, break my own heart Maybe I would have been something you'd be good at Maybe you would have been something I'd be good at But now we'll never know I won't be sad but in case, I'll go there everyday To

I have myself a silver blade The edges sharp, the handle bone A little thing of silver made Now it's the only thing I own Once I knew a lordling fine I heard him whistle as he rode And I was bold to call him mine The shoes upon his horse were gold One

'Cause I know this whole crazy ride's in your hands Hello, it's been too long My fault I haven't called Thank you for picking up the phone I've been swimming around Trying hard not to drown Waiting on my life calling to sound And I'm hangin' on best as I

She's callin' my name Is that riding down the road, her shotgun with me Those come-to-bed eyes when she's had too many That way she don't have to say a thing That wink when her dress starts falling The way she's gotten my heart wrapped up all in one look

See the photograph on an empty wall Pictures of a life I can't call my own I need a love that won't do me wrong Waiting for the sound of a false alarm The pictures all that I know See the photograph Are the pictures real? Wake me up from the long way

Oh don't leave me on my own Left me standing all alone Cut me down to size so I can fit inside Lies that will divide us both in time Don't leave me on my own I'm so tired of being alone These penitent walls are all I've known Songbird calling across the

Freak magnet Straitjacket Pushin' back at you Call me the billionaire breaker, turn 'em into my bitch I'm the king of the freaks a' down here diggin' a ditch I'm at a weed cafe on a Netherlands street Riding a caffeine buzz and I'm starting to peak

I get so weary in the evenin' when the suns goin' down. When I go to bed at night, And the birds begin to call. Just before the break of day. I get so lonesome when my baby's not around. I feel so sad and lonely, For my baby that ain't all. Well I get up

I'm Mr. Lonely (Mr. Lonely) I'm so lonely (so lonely) I have nobody (I have nobody) To call my own (to call my own) girl I have nobody To call my own To call my own (to call my own) Lonely I'm so lonely I'm so lonely, I'm Mr. Lonely

I used to say I and me, now it's us, now it's we. Ben, the two of us need look no more, We both found what we were looking for. With a friend to call my own, I'll never be alone, and you, my friend, will see, You've got a friend in me. Ben, you're always