Tonight I'm gonna cry.
Alone it this house again tonight.
I've got the TV on, the sound turned down and a bottle of wine.
There's pictures of you and I on the walls around me.
The way that it was and could've been surrounds me.
I'll never get over you walkin' away.
'Cause I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show.
And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control.
But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain.
To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain from my eyes.
Tonight I wanna cry.
Would it help if I turned a sad song on?
"All By Myself" would sure hit me hard now that you're gone.
Or maybe unfold some old yellow letters.
It's gonna hurt bad before it gets better.
I'll never get over you by hiding this way.
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