Its so boring being alone
ice over water, its a danger zone
so many temptations of 15 mins of fun
a life time of regret after the deed is done
but it is so boring being alone.

So cold sometimes, and my own thoughts seem to echo in my head
whenever I reach out to find cold spots on my bed.
The passion is lifeless, the passion is dead.

It can be so cold going to bed with no one to hold
with no one to touch, stupid thoughts about my ex fills my head
"i need him" or "i miss him so much".

i need someone my own company is not enough
whoever thought i'd live a life so rough?
why am i single alone, unloved?