Loneliness I spend half the weekend feeling the verse All my news Stuck in corners out to dry bout to drive bu*ter than bruised It's the pity Tracking me into my thoughts this evening And it's just like the lust I What am I to do? What am I to do? What am I to do? What am I to do? Oh you I preferred your hair when it was darker Silky smooth And for love so free to fall with nothing to prove I want lead it Try to go outside and count the feeling Is happening all over What am I to do? What am I to do? What am I to do? What am I to do? (Instrumental) What am I to do? What am I to do? What am I to do? What am I to do?