I'm so damn lonely Sloe gin, sloe gin Tryin' to wash away the pain inside Well, I'm sick and I'm all done in And ain't even high I hate to go home alone But what else is new And I'm standin' in the rain And I feel like I'm gonna cry

I am paralyzed A heart that feels no pain Addicted to the game Breaking beneath the strain The anger, the pressure You're choking down your words again Feel the nerves set in Unspoken frustration They see right through you

I just wanna feel myself, you want me to kill myself Suicidal doors, call it Kurt Cobain Suwu leather seats, like a bloody stain I need hella base, I need hella pain You gon' wanna cry, I'ma make it rain Man, I been on my own, Lord, I'ma need some help

My arms are open (oh, oh) My arms are open I can't unfeel your pain I can't undo what's done I can't send back the rain My love, my arms are open, arms are open, mmm (I will be by your side) my arms are open (You see me loud and clear) But if I could I

Give me something for the pain Come on, come on, come on When I feel I've been danglin' from a hang-man's noose Give me shelter from the rain Give me something I can use To get me through the night Make me feel all right Give me something for the blues

Yes, I guess it was me, for us to guess That we're gonna have to be free Can't strain my brain I can't strain my brain I know how it feels to worry all the time I can't take the pain I know how it feels to worry over, just a dime Keep on runnin', when

How long, oh, baby, how long? Has that evenin' train been gone? Baby, how long? Baby, how long, oh baby, how long? Standin' at the station when the train come by Deep down in my heart, baby, feel an achin' pain Baby, how long, baby, how long If I could

I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain From my eyes Tonight I want to cry

I'm so damn lonely Sloe gin, sloe gin Tryin' to wash away the pain inside Well, I'm sick and I'm all done in And ain't even high I hate to go home alone But what else is new And I'm standin' in the rain And I feel like I'm gonna cry

She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does And she aches just like a woman But she breaks just like a little girl Nobody feels any pain Tonight as I stand inside the rain Ev’rybody knows That Baby’s got new clothes But lately I see her ribbons and