Loneliness
You hear of them and how they're great
How they're not lonely and have a date
But here I am, I'm sat alone
Staring at the stupid phone
I think that they don't understand
'Cos they got someone to hold their hand

But no, no, now i'll be strong
Fuck the bastards they done me wrong
Looked past me and my untimely mood
Choking here on comfort food
I wanna go out, have a laugh with mates
Who fucking needs the fucking dates?

The tide has turned, it's all too true
They're right I need a girl, a you
Somebody to turn to, somebody to care
Someone to know you're always there
But that itself is all too great
It's me, I need the fucking date
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