Holding my own hand, walking all alone down a road
Holding my own hand, feeling the tips of my ears getting cold
A bell rings as a ghost walks up beside me, with a face like mine
And tells me that I won't always be lonely, it just takes a little time

I wanted you, but you didn't want me
Good Lord, Heaven knows I'm bad with love
I wanted you, but you didn't want me
Good Lord, Heaven knows I've been banged up

Oh, my sister, dead men are singing on the radio
Oh, my sister, it's all they ever seem to play anymore
A bell rings as I walk into a hotel, nobody's inside
A purple cat comes floating down the stairwell
With his blue eyes shining bright, suddenly I feel alright, lookout

I wanted you, but you didn't want me
Good Lord, Heaven knows I've been beat up
I wanted you, but you didn't want me
Good Lord, Heaven knows I'll bandage up

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Writer(s): Clay Goem Frankel, Colin John Croom, Connor Murphy Brodner, Jack Brendan Dolan, Jack Henry Cadien Lake James