Lately the conversations drag me down The circle full of friends just make my head spin round & round & round and There's always someone waiting in the hall outside And every time you leave the wronger telephone line...saying How's she going to make it own her own now that he's gone
And I can't take this smalltown blues I'm tired of being lonely, living without you And I can't take this smalltown blues I'm tired of living without you
You're always far away putting feathers in your cap And business is good, but honey, that's not where I'm mad