Half Of Me

Alone, alone
What could go wrong again?
I'm stuck at home with nothing to do but think and
And I cried all the way home last week
And I felt bad for strangers sitting next to me

What am I doing now?
What is the purpose of anything?
And if you're not around
I'm missing a whole half of me

What am I doing now?
What is the purpose of anything?
And if you're not around
I'm missing a whole half of me