Empty house,
empty heart,
silent night,
because I couldn't,
wouldn't share,
but she didn't care,
for there were too many men,
she was obligated to entertain.
So why in this big ole world,
did I have to falls so deep in love,
with one that could never be all mine.
All mine just like the dreams of any,
but men knocking at her door
where just too many,
and she wouldn't tell them to go away,
so left me no choice, I just couldn't stay,
and be just another
in the long long line.
She said I was number one,
but she couldn't see,
I wanted to be Mr. Only.
So now I'm Mr. Lonely,
but it's better to be alone,
than to be some one's fool,
as she surely thought I must be.
Why, oh why, couldn't she be,
the one who's one and only,
I wanted to be.
I'll try to tell myself,
I didn't love her,
and I won't miss her,
but I was never the one,
who was able to lie,
to anyone else,
or myself.
