No One Else Is Singing My Song

Crazy Ex-Girlfriend

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Do you ever feel so alone
That if you were to pick up the phone
No one else would be on the other end?

Have you ever been far from home
So scared you had to roam
And now you're beaten and tired with no one to call a friend?
(He doesn't count.)

You tried your best to make a change
But people just think you're strange
And you feel like

No one else is singing my song
No one knows the rhythm enough to sing along
If only someone could see
In three-part harmony

How alone
How alone
How alone
Only I am

It's late and getting colder
You're only getting older
And you're next to someone who is fast asleep

That's so specific

Does anyone understand?
Would anyone understand?
Could anyone understand?

Of course not, because
No one else is singing my song
No one knows the rhythm enough to sing along
When the core of your problem is a
Complicated melisma
No one gets
How alone
How alone
How alone
Only I am

But maybe while I'm singing my song
Someone else is singing along
About a third higher, and they echo at a different moment
Moment!

How beautiful it would be
If it was the entire company
But that's impossible

Impossible
Impossible
Impossible
Impossible
Or is it?

Of course not
No one else is singing my song
(We're out of paper bags)

I mean, duh, no one knows the ever-changing rhythm
Enough to sing along
If only someone could see
In 11-part harmony
Or maybe just unison

It's logistically impossible
I am super unique
Hold out my lonely hands
Ah!
Only I am