You look so defeated lying there

In your new twin size bed

With a single pillow underneath

Your single head

I guess you decided that

That old queen was more space

Than you would need

Now it's in the alley behind

Your apartment with a sign

That says it's free

And I hope you have more

Luck with this than me

You used to think that someone

Would come along

And lay beside you

In a space that they belong

But the other side of the mattress

And box springs stayed like new

What's the point of holding

On to what never gets used

Other than a sick desire for self-abuse

And I try not to worry

But you've got me terrified

It's like your some kind of hurry

To say goodbye say goodbye

Say goodbye

You look so defeated lying

There in your new twin size bed

You look so defeated lying

There in your new twin size bed