Turn around, I doubt it 

Never would I live without it 

Shelling out my money for the love I can't live without 

Here she comes again 

She says he's just another friend 

But that's one friend I know I can live without 



She's got my mind in line 

And Lying to me every night 

Pushing out the pieces and pull em' all back again 

Pick her up at home 

She's always on that telephone 

Chatting to another man, catting and it's oh so cold... 



And it feels so cold 

And it's getting old 

How could I be 

That I don't know 



Ditched that girl eventually 

Listened to the things they told me 

Finally found some fool to take my own advice 

Here I am at home 

Watching TV all alone 

Bored out of my skull bored out of my mind 



Couldn't take it, Had to break it 

On the floor, more, more times than I could stand it 

Couldn't fake it, had to shake it 

out the door for more drinks than I could handle... 



And it feels so cold 

And it's getting old 

How could I be 

That I don't know 



Turn around, I doubt it 

Never would I live without it 

Shelling out my money for the love I can't live without 

Here she comes again 

She says he's just another friend 

But that's one friend I know I can live without