Four Lit

[Verse 1]
She wakes up lonely
She wakes up lonely
She hangs a picture by the phone
She hangs a picture by the phone

[Chorus]
Yeah, she doesn't think we're gonna make it
But when I'm home, we're sleeping naked
And we pretend that we're in love

[Verse 2]
She wakes up lonely
And she telephones me
To ask me if I'm coming home
She says, "Will you be coming home?"

[Chorus]
Yeah, she doesn't think we're gonna make it
But when I'm home, we're sleeping naked
And we pretend that we're in love

[Bridge]
It was different when we thought
That we wanted the same thing
Everything was figured out
And now it doesn't make much sense