Tim Heidecker
Tim Heidecker
Tim Heidecker
Tim Heidecker
Tim Heidecker
Tim Heidecker
Tim Heidecker
Tim Heidecker
Tim Heidecker
Tim Heidecker
Tim Heidecker
Coffee's gone cold
The fridge has gone empty
Not sure what I'm stayin' here for
Livin' is hard
It sure ain't easy
I don't know what I'm wakin' up for anymore
She don't pick up her phone like she used to
She don't write me back right away
Kickin' myself every time that I think of her
I don't know what I'm wakin' up for anyway
Sun is shinin'
Grass is green
Everyone's laughin' and happy and kissin' and huggin'
Why can't it be me?
Sun's goin' down
Night is comin'
Every day earlier than before
I pick up a book but I don't feel like readin'
I don't know what I'd be readin' it for anymore
Maybe she's out there or
Maybe she's listening
Maybe she's got something to say
If you see her, tell her I'm tryin'
Not sure what I'd be tryin' for anyway
Friends ain't helpin'
Family's bailed out on me
I'm just alone with my loneliness
I know that if only this song that I wrote for her
Maybe she's heard before
Don't you think she'd come back to me?
Don't you think she'd come back to me?
Don't you think she'd come back to me?
Don't you think she'd come back to me?
Don't you think she'd come back to me?
Don't you think she'd come back to me?
Don't you think she'd come back to me?
Don't you think she'd come back to me?
Don't you think she'd come back to me?