Lyrics Lonely as Hell - Brett Winters

And there I lie
Sleeping on the floor at night
Silence likes piercing the heartache
She's staking her claim on some prime real estate
And there I wake
Lonely as hell, in need of an "o"
Dust mites gone rogue in the bedroom
Fighting for the past with the skin cell platoon

There's no room for someone to hold me
The spot next to me is reserved
For the screen of three wishes
And the unlovable kid inside
Is afraid of the love he can take
Even masters can make mistakes
Well, I'm not a master, but at least I'm a fool
Exploring the chronoillogical cesspool
While mining through bedrock of sadness
Like a slap in the face
That's gone straight to the chest

And so I find
Nobody in my room tonight
The floor feels like work on a Monday
Welcome to life, just a batch of clichés
And love is one
To avoid like the plague from long long ago
Like a mansion with four hundred butlers
Or a haunted house of mirrors with no key to the lock

Will I find someone to hold me
Or will I become Crazy Cat Man
With two dozen felines
And scratch marks on my shoulders?
Keep a light on and reframe the fate
Even masters can make mistakes
Well, I'm not a master, but at least I'm a fool
Exploring the chronoillogical cesspool
While filming my cats pulling leg hairs
Seems the moral of the story is who really cares?

I'll just keep a light on
Keep a light on
Just keep a light on...
Just keep a light, keep a light, keep a light...