Lonesome (Marche Funèbre)

No one to talk to but myself.
All this love I cannot give.
I'll just put it on a shelf.
That's the lonesome life a live.

Loneliness...my worst pain.
Loneliness...driving me insane.
Loneliness...a closed door.
Loneliness...can't take it no more.

All these dreams but no one cares.
All these plans I ever made.
Is there someone who wants to share,
this lonesome life I really hate.

No one there to ease my mind,
to keep me up from falling down.
An answer I will never find.
In this lonesome life I will drown