Is Lonely Really a Crime

I've had many one night stands, that left me empty
Spent way too much on whiskey, and on beer
But the one thing, I find, as I get older
Is that lonely, is my biggest fear

My friends have all gone on, to get married
And here I sit, on this barstool again
My troubles I share with the bartender
Hoping that he'll be my friend

It's lonely within these four walls
Even worse is my heartache and pain
From knowing that my future won't change much
And tomorrow will be more of the same

Lonely in self, and lonely in love
Lonely and empty inside
This lonely makes me feel incomplete
But is lonely really a crime

Seven precious hours I've wasted 
Just watching the clock on the wall
Wondering if the silence that surrounds me
Is the sound of a heart gone AWOL

Can you lend me an ear if you have one
Would you care to spare some of your time
To listen to a man who needs answers
Is being lonely really a crime

Lonely in self, and lonely in love
Lonely and empty inside
This lonely makes me, feel incomplete
But is lonely really a crime

Lonely in self and lonely in love
Lonely and empty inside
This lonely for me has gone on for so long
I think I'm starting to loose my mind

This lonely haunts me 
Most of the time
But is lonely really a crime.....
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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