—Hank Cochran
Tonight when you lay lonely in your king size bed
With a hunger inside you can feel
I'll be the empty spot laying next to you
And when your phone don't ring it'll be me
Chorus:
It'll be me not calling you crying like I used to do
Crawlin' on my hands and knees
It'll be me not on the phone begging let me come back home
When your phone don't ring it'll be me
And tonight it'll be my car not in your driveway
You'll wonder where on earth I could be
It'll be my footsteps you don't hear in your hallway
And when your phone don't ring it'll be me
(not Frank Cochran):
Tonight I'll be unfriending you on Facebook,
No IM's, texts or tweets you'll get from me,
It'll be my email that don't show up in your inbox,
And when the phone don't ring it'll be me
Verse:
| I | IV | V | I |
| I | IV | V | I |
Chorus:
| IV | I | V | I |
| IV | I | V | I |