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(Linden/Angelo)
Thereâs a long list of whys
Youâre not here tonight
Itâs dark outside
You couldnât find a ride
Things were loose
Time got tight
Mustâve been an oversight
Youâll write me of where you might be
Now the candleâs burned out and the wineâs all gone
And the dogs outside are gonna howl âtil dawn
Iâm gonna lock all the doors
Iâm gonna bolt all the windows
Iâm gonna turn off that lonesome song
Iâm gonna wipe out your words
Iâm gonna tear up your picture
Iâm gonna pray that it wonât be long
Until your memoryâs gone
Out of touch out of time
Spend a quarter drop a dime to find out
What loneliness is about
Tell the truth
Make it good
And youâll hear it in the neighbourhood
To haunt you
Come to taunt you
But you donât have to waste another word
âCause Iâve got everything a fool deserves
Iâm gonna lock all the doors...