it's different when you're lonely
the whole world's in love
holding hands between barstools
and you're holding your tongue
hold on!
you're so fucked up, you're so fickle
isn't this what you want?
so simple? so single?
but you're different when you're helpless
when the bar's closed their doors
growning hostal towards your waitress
there's extra tips to ignore
but it's different cause you're desperate
begging mercy on the sidewalk
to a sea of last callers
keep the conversation quick, and keep them interested
but you're different and they sense it
your eyes can't disguise it
so glassy, half empty
ready to spill
so hold on
please don't leave yet
i can't go home alone
it doesn't go over so well
so hold on just a little longer
at least through the night
at least until morning
[oh! oh, oh oh!]
but it's different when you're lonely
[NC]
the whole world's in love
hold on
hold on to me
i can hardly stand (much less the sight of myself)
so hold on
hold on tight dear
put your foot on the gas
get me the fuck out of here
outreo
[NC]
oh, oohhhh, oooooohhh
oh, oohhhh, oooooohhh