He died when the house was empty,
When the maid had gone
He put a pen to paper for one final song.
He wrote
'Oh babe, it's the only way
I know it's wrong but I can't stand
To go on living, to go on living, living life this way

And I don't know what the time is,
Or what the next line is
Or how you're going to take the news
But if I had my life again
Ooh ooh
I wouldn't change a thing
I'd let nobody - I'd let nobody
Stand inside my shoes

Oh something's gotten hold of me,
This home is not the home it used to be
I've gathered dust like the dying flowers,
And I've drunk myself sober - oh oh
After hours and hours