Turn around, I doubt it  Never would I live without it  Shelling out my money for the love I can't live without  Here she comes again  She says he's just another friend  But that's one friend I know I can live without    She's got my mind in line  And Lying to me every night  Pushing out the pieces and pull em' all back again  Pick her up at home  She's always on that telephone  Chatting to another man, catting and it's oh so cold...    And it feels so cold  And it's getting old  How could I be  That I don't know    Ditched that girl eventually  Listened to the things they told me  Finally found some fool to take my own advice  Here I am at home   Watching TV all alone  Bored out of my skull bored out of my mind    Couldn't take it, Had to break it  On the floor, more, more times than I could stand it  Couldn't fake it, had to shake it  out the door for more drinks than I could handle...    And it feels so cold  And it's getting old  How could I be  That I don't know    Turn around, I doubt it  Never would I live without it  Shelling out my money for the love I can't live without  Here she comes again  She says he's just another friend  But that's one friend I know I can live without