Crowded rooms to numb the pain Coke and rum to erase the trace Of every thought you had of her Your friends all ask if you're ok You're dying now but wear a face It's not like you to be out late Hoping to find somebody Anybody to better this When she's all you miss Why don't you Pick up the phone And you tell her you love her Late like the fall But it's better than never For you You Cuz she's writing sad songs And each one's about you Keeping the memories But trying to forget too Ohh ohh This winter's so cold alone