now my room has got two windows but the sunshine never comes thru you know it s always dark and dreary since i broke off baby with you i live on a lonely avenue my little girl wouldn t say i do well i feel so sad and blue and it s all because of you i could cry i could cry i could cry i could die i could die i could die because i live on a lonely avenue lonely avenue covers they feel like lead and my pillow it feels like stone well i ve tossed and turned so ev ry night i m not used to being alone now i ve been so sad and lonesome since you ve left this town if i could beg or borrow the money child i would be a highway bound 