Die Alone - Ingrid Michaelson

I woke up this morning with a funny taste in my head

Spackled some butter over my whole grain bread

Something tastes different, maybe it’s my tongue

Something tastes different, suddenly I’m not so young

I’m just a stranger, even to myself

A re-arranger of the proverbial bookshelf

Don’t be a fool girl, tell him you love him

Don’t be a fool girl, you’re not above him

I never thought I could love anyone but myself

Now I know I can’t love anyone but you

You make me think that maybe I won’t die alone

Maybe I won’t die alone

Kiss the boys as they walk by, call me their baby

But little do they know, I’m just a maybe

Maybe my baby will be the one to leave me sore

Maybe my baby will settle the score

What have I become

Something soft and really quite dumb

Because I’ve fallen, oh

Cause I’ve fall-fallen

Oh, cause I’ve fall-fall-fallen

So far away from the place where I started from

I never thought I could love anyone

I never thought I could love anyone

I never thought I could love anyone

But you, but you, but you, but you, but you

But you make me think that maybe I won’t die alone

Maybe I won’t die alone