I’m feeling so lonely and empty inside
There is no one for me to sit with and confide
Everyday I feel I wake to the same thing
An empty bed and an empty heart
Even though it wants to sing
If you looked upon me you’d probably say I don’t care
But I’ve been hiding behind a broken smile
Because the emptiness is always there
Time to pick up my bat and ball, time to go home
For I know I’m not on my own at being on my own
Tomrrow is another day and I will come out swinging again
A function I keep going because it stops me from going insane