Karaoké Nobody's Home Clint Black

Move slowly to my dresser drawers put my blue jeans on

Find my cowboy boots my button down strap my timepiece on my arm

Grab my billfold my pocket change mindless old routine

Then it's out the door and down the street but it's not really me

I still comb my hair the same still like the same cologne

And I still drive that pickup truck

That the same old bank still owns

Since you left me everybody says

I'm not the guy they've known

The lights are on but nobody's home

Cup of coffee in the morning

It's just food for the brain

But I've been numb since our last goodbye haven't felt a thing

But there's pains in my head

Pains in my chest and I'm losing my hair

I'm half a man with half a mind to think you didn't care

I still comb my hair the same still like the same cologne

I still drive the pickup truck

That the same old bank still owns

But since you left everybody says

I'm not the guy they've known

The lights are on but nobody's home

Since you left everybody says

I'm not the guy they've known

The lights are on but nobody's home

The lights are on but nobody's home