Mr. Lonely

It's tearing my soul to pieces
I sent you to the streets and
And now I made my bed, gotta sleep in it
And now I need you back in my home and
Now I need you back in my sheets and
Now I need you back in my arms and
All off these [?]
Starting to make sense to me
Like lonely, I'm Mr. Lonely
'Cause I have nobody to call my own
Heard that song on the radio, it made me sick
[?] legit
Then I realized that it was accurate
'Cause I'm so fuckin' lonely
I'm so fuckin' lonely