Still Getting Used To Being On My Own
When I’m playing the pianoSinging out the tuneThe person I picture in my headHas always been youBut these days are differentYou’re with some other guyStubbornly I still write every morningAs if you’re still mine
And people think I’m crazy, people think I’m stonedBut I’m just getting used to being on my own
When it’s cold and it’s rainingAnd I’m laying there at nightI don’t lay in the middle of the bed, no I lay on the rightAnd I leave the lights on, the phone up all nightThe key underneath the stone outside in case you come around
And people think I’m crazy, people think I’m stonedBut I’m just getting used to being on my ownOn my own (2x)Oh I’m just getting used to being (4x)If I can still feel you laying in my armsWhy can’t I pretend? Oh it does me no wrong
But people call me crazy, people say I’m stonedBut I’m just getting used to being on my ownAnd people think I’m crazy, but baby they don’t know,I’m just getting used to being on my own (2x)On my own (2x)