Lyrics:

Husband don't know what he's done
Kids don't know what's wrong with mum
She can't say, they can't see, putting it down to another bad day
Daddy don't know what he's done
Kids don't know what's wrong with mum
So this is how it feels to be lonely
This is how it feels to be small
This is how it feels when your word
Means nothing at all
There's a funeral in the town, some guy from the top estate
Seems they found him under a train, and yet he had it all on a plate
So this is how it feels to be lonely
This is how it feels to be small
This is how it feels when your word
Means nothing at all
Husband don't know what he's done
Kids don't know what's wrong with mum
She can't say, they can't see, putting it down to another bad day
So this is how it feels to be lonely
This is how it feels to be small
This is how it feels when your word
Means nothing at all