lonely isn't the word for this

Lonely isn't the word for this

Didn't know I could hurt like this

Wouldn't wish it on anyone

Not even you

She was the first girl I kissed out in California

We had the windows down, we're flying on the 405

It gave me butterflies, the taste of some paranoia

She didn't know it then, but I never felt so alive

You planned it out

Yeah, you said it in a voice note

I called you up, but you sent me straight to voicemail

Oh well, I guess that it's set in stone

Lonely isn't the word for this

Didn't know I could hurt like this

Wouldn't wish it on anyone

Not even you

Lonely isn't the word for this

Didn't know I could hurt like this

Wouldn't wish it on anyone

Not even you

She was the first thing I wanted since Alabama (Alabama)

Yeah, but I couldn't hold her close even if I tried (if I tried)

You planned it out

Yeah, you said it in a voice note

I called you up, but you sent me straight to voicemail (voicemail)

Oh well, I guess that it's set in stone (set in stone)

(It's set in stone)

Lonely isn't the word for this

Didn't know I could hurt like this

Wouldn't wish it on anyone

Not even you

Lonely isn't the word for this

Didn't know I could hurt like this

Wouldn't wish it on anyone

Not even you

'Cause I get, didn't get you (didn't get you)

I don't get why I miss you

'Cause it's a waste of time

You're always on my mind

It doesn't matter what I did

It wasn't worth a dime

Lonely isn't the word for this

Didn't know I could hurt like this

Wouldn't wish it on anyone

Not even you