text: He died when the house was empty
  When the maid had gone
  He put a pen to paper for one final song
  He wrote, oh babe, its the only way
  I know its wrong but I cant stand
  To go on living
  To go on living
  Living life this way
  And I dont know what the time is
  Or what the next line is
  Or how youre gonna take the news
  But if I had my life again
  I wouldnt change a thing
  Id let nobody, Id let nobody
  Stand inside my shoes
  Oh
  Somethings gotten hold of me
  This home is not the home it used to be
  Ive gathered dust
  Like the dying flowers
  And Ive drunk myself sober
  After hours and hours
  Oh
  Somethings gotten hold of me
  This home is not the home it used to be
  Ive gathered dust
  Like the dying flowers 
  And Ive drunk myself sober 
  After hours and hours
  Oooooooh
  After hours and hours