The Bowling Balls - you don't know what it's like to be alone in the house lyrics

rate me

first you dropped my case, then I dropped my keys

you couldn't stand the hate, I couldn't bear the heat

when you left the place, I tried to call the police

you called it twist of fate, always land on your feet

but you don't know what it's like to be alone in the house

and be waiting for some kind of sign

like short-sighted lovers making long-distance vows

we went wrong somewhere along the line

though I can't explain, this feeling of spleen

I tried to be brave, when you remained so brief

like a rat that fleets, when it's food deflates

you took back your sheets and took away your shades

I don't feel so great, not because he's Greek

wouldn't be more ok if he were Yankee

and if my hands shake, it's not because you're chic

you say that I'm insane but you are obscene

(c) Brett Beauling - Fozzie Balls