It was just another story printed on the second page

Underneath the Tiger's football score

It said, he was only eighteen, a boy about my age

They found him face down on his bedroom floor

There'll be services on Friday at the Lawrence Funeral Home

Then out on Mooresville highway, they'll lay him 'neath a stone

How do you get that lonely, how do you hurt that bad

To make you make the call, that havin' no life at all

Is better than the life that you had

How do you feel so empty, you want to let it all go

How do you get that lonely and nobody know

Did his girlfriend break up with him, did he buy or steal that gun

Did he lose a fight with drugs or alcohol

Did his Mom and Daddy forget to say I love you son

Did no one see the writing on the wall

Now, I'm not blamin' anybody, we all do the best we can

I know hindsight's 20/20, but I still don't understand

How do you get that lonely, how do you hurt that bad

To make you make the call, that havin' no life at all

Is better than the life that you had

How do you feel so empty, you want to let it all go

How do you get that lonely and nobody know

It was just another story written on the second page

Underneath the Tiger's football score