The Cranberries

It makes me lonely,
It makes me very lonely,
When I see you here, waitin' on.
It makes me tired,
It makes me very tired,
And inside of me, lingers on.
But you have your heart, oh,
Don't believe it,
And you ran outside, waiting on.
Everything I said, oh,
Well I meant it,
And inside my head, holdin' on.
'Cause if I died tonight,