One coffee cup, one toothbrush   One set of keys, one car out in the drive   One half of the closet empty   One half of the bed cold at night      One of us just up and disappeared   And that only leaves one of us round here      Lonesome, can drive a man insane   Lonesome, it's the sad part of the game   Win some, lose some, lonesome      One man and one woman   One too many cold and bitter fights   One high powered lawyer   Later one piece of paper they want me to sign      The hand she used to hold, picks up the pen   And all at once reality sets in      Lonesome, can drive a man insane   Lonesome, it's the sad part of the game   Win some, lose some, lonesome      Lonesome   Lonesome   Lonesome