Nothing Short of Dying

I shoulda told her more I loved her

I shoulda spent more time at home

But should haves really aren't important

Since the fact is now she's gone

I wish I'd listened to my conscience

When it said, don't let her go

And if she's wonderin' how I'm doing

Well, I think she oughta know

That I find myself prayin'

More than I ever did before

And I find my heart is breakin'

Each time her memory slams the door

And I find myself cryin'

And tryin' to hold on

'Cause there ain't nothing short of dying

It's worse than bein' left alone

I thought I'd be just fine without her

I'd be happy a free man

But the hurtin' side of lonesome

Is what I didn't understand

And the lessons that I'm learnin'

Lord, I'm learnin' awful well

'Cause nights I used to spend in Heaven

Have been replaced by nights of Hell

And I find myself dreamin'

More than I ever did before

And I find my heart is breakin'

Each time her memory slams the door

And I find myself cryin'

Oh, and tryin' to hold on

'Cause there ain't nothing short of dying

That's worse than bein' left alone

There ain't nothing short of dying

It's worse than bein' left alone