Who's Lonely

I saw you lying there, your back propped up against the seat
You call out to the wind, but I'm sure you know the wind is at your feet
So I fumble for the car key to get my motor back on the concrete
If you're not a part of me then why am the one who's lonely

I stuck up an old poster to cover up the holster on the wall
And I don't draw my gun no more even when I'm feeling low or small
But I stole your prize possession, I keep it in my pocket to remind me
If you're not a part of me then why am the one who's lonely

I used to be so full
I used to be so holy
I used to be the bull
Thinking only of me
I used to set it right
And keep my eyes clean

So I stumble to the nearest counter and count the final coins within my grasp
There's no vision to look forward to, no chance of recounting my past
And I hold a ball of envy choked down below my dreams deep in my throat
If you're not a part of me then why am the one
If you're not a part of me then why am the one
If you're not a part of me then why am the one who's lonely
Oh time, time, time, time, time



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Foster
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