Lyrics

Newspapers piled up round my front door Knocking
Don't answer anymore
17th time the telephone is ringing
I can't muster up the motion to make it that far

I aint talking to people as often As I did
I aint getting Around much at all anymore
trying to keep myself up not letting it get me down
I don't wanna cry about you anymore
(But these tears keep on falling down)

He left a note in the kitchen
On the counter it said
I don't love you today
I just shrugged and put my bathrobe back on
Turn to the talk shows to help me make it through the day

I aint talking to people as often As I did
I aint getting Around much at all anymore
trying to keep myself up not letting it get me down
I don't wanna cry about you anymore
(dry these tears and hit the town)