Loneliness Only Lasts Forever - Kal Marks

He finds a gun, to serve his grief

He finds a hole, and buries it deep

And the service industry has been killing him for several years

He finds his heart, somewhere 'neath

He tags along, and picks up steam

And all that you take for him, is oh so queer

They say some people, spend sometime alone

It takes a heart, that it never needs

Flipped right from the start, it always bleeds

And the ashtray is still filled with souvenirs

They say some people, spend sometime alone

They say some people, spend sometime alone