Move slowly to my dresser drawers, put my blue jeans on
Find my cowboy boots, my button down, strap my timepiece on my arm
Grab my billfold, my pocket change, just a mindless old routine
Then it's out the door and down the street, but it's not really me
I still comb my hair the same, still like the same cologne
And I still drive that pickup truck that the same old bank still owns
But since you left, everybody says, I'm not the guy they've known
The lights are on, but nobody's home
Cup of coffee in the mornin', it's just food for the brain
But I've been numb since our last goodbyes, I haven't felt a thing
But now there's pains in my head and pains in my chest, and I think I'm losing my hair
I'm a half a man with half a mind, to think you didn't care
I still comb my hair the same, still like the same cologne
And I still drive that pickup truck that the same old bank still owns
But since you left, everybody says, I'm not the guy they've known
The lights are on, but nobody's home
Since you left, everybody says, I'm not the guy they've known
The lights are on, but nobody's home
The lights are on, but nobody's home
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