When I'm playing the piano
Singing out of tune
The person I picture in my head
Has always been you

But these days are different
You're with some other guy
Stubbornly I still write every word
As if you're still mine

And people think I'm crazy
People think I'm stoned
But I'm just getting used
To being on my own

When it's cold and it's raining
I'm laying there at night
I don't lay in the middle of the bed
No I lay on the right

And I keep the lights on
The phone up all night
The key underneath the stone
Outside in case you come around

And people think I'm crazy
People think I'm stoned
But I'm just getting used
To being on my own

(Just getting used to being)
(Just getting used to being)
On my own
(Just getting used to being)
On my own
(Just getting used to being)

Oh, I'm just getting used to being
(Just getting used to being)
Just getting used to being
(Just getting used to being)
Just getting used to being
(Just getting used to being)
Just getting used to being

If I could still feel you
Laying in my arms
Why can't I pretend?
Oh, it does me no wrong

But people think I'm crazy
People say I'm stoned
But I'm just getting used
To being on my own

And people think I'm crazy
But baby they don't know
I'm just getting used to being on my own
I'm just getting used to being on my own
On my own, on my own