What the hell am I doing sat here in the dark
With a guitar in my hand and a cat in my lap
Thinking of a woman who will never love me back
And wishing somehow it will all be okay
Perhaps there is something in absolute denial
Or is there something worth saving, these feelings are a trial
Why won't she ever give it back
Why won't she ever give it back
Why won't she ever give it back
Why won't she ever give it back
I cannot think what life would be like if I let you go
The emptiness would grow and I can't see a way to fill it
I cannot think what life would be like if I let you go
The emptiness would grow and I can't see a way to fill it
I cannot think what life would be like if I let you go
The emptiness would grow and I can't see a way to fill it
I cannot think what life would be like if I let you go
The emptiness would grow and I can't see a way to fill it
Why won't she ever give it back
Why won't she ever give it back
Why won't she ever give it back
Why won't she ever give it back