Well, this heart has turned a corner Every room is in disorder Now the nightingale wont sing for us We scared her away Well, you ask of me the question Didnt wait to hear the answer Your eyes were following the dancer Falling down a flight of stairs Every strand has come unwound Every heart is all worn down Everyone in this room wanted to be Somewhere else So tonight I find the key And drive away a little early Its the last time I want to be That kind of lonely Theres a scar below your left eye It fades away as you get older It isnt like you never told her What kind of man you really are I dont know why its so surprising Now the sun is almost rising Yes, its early in the morning And the moons still standing tall Every strand has come unwound Every heart is all worn down Everyone in this room wanted to be Somewhere else So tonight I find the key And drive away a little early Its the last time I want to be That kind of lonely That kind of lonely That kind of lonely That kind of lonely That kind of lonely That kind of lonely That kind of lonely That kind of lonely Lonely Lonely
lonely, kind, strand, unwound, early