When you left me at the table to got to the ATM
I've never been lonelier

Your cell-phone it shuttered and blinked, it was your 
boyfriend again
I've never been lonelier,

A light-skinned black held a Charles Rennie Macintosh 
numbered lithograph

I moved to the end of the southern line and lost most of 
my friends
I've never been lonelier

A bird flew in my house one day, and he panicked and 
thrashed
Up against the window glass he crashed and crashed
I've never been lonelier

The boy recoiled as he got out of the heated pool
It was midnight