It was just another story printed on the second page
Underneath the Tiger's football score
It said, he was only eighteen, a boy about my age
They found him face down on his bedroom floor
There'll be services on Friday at the Lawrence Funeral Home
Then out on Mooresville highway, they'll lay him 'neath a stone
How do you get that lonely, how do you hurt that bad
To make you make the call, that havin' no life at all
Is better than the life that you had
How do you feel so empty, you want to let it all go
How do you get that lonely and nobody know
Did his girlfriend break up with him, did he buy or steal that gun
Did he lose a fight with drugs or alcohol
Did his Mom and Daddy forget to say I love you son
Did no one see the writing on the wall
Now, I'm not blamin' anybody, we all do the best we can
I know hindsight's 20/20, but I still don't understand
How do you get that lonely, how do you hurt that bad
To make you make the call, that havin' no life at all
Is better than the life that you had
How do you feel so empty, you want to let it all go
How do you get that lonely and nobody know
It was just another story written on the second page
Underneath the Tiger's football score
