(George Strait)

I'm driving in my car alone
You called me on the telephone
How many times will it take till I'm convinced
That you're using me, I'm just a used-to-be
It's a lie, I know it's a lie
But I just can't go on dying like this

Can I see you tonight,
Baby I'll act just like you want me to
Or is that just exactly what I'm not supposed to do?

I'll just stop in here, have a glass of beer
I'm just a fool I guess
But I just can't go on dying like this

Here I am again, it's 4 a.m.
I think I'll play that song again
The one called "I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry"
And I'll wonder where you are tonight
I don't know, I just don't know
But I just can't go on dying like this

Can I see you tonight,
Baby I'll act just like you want me to
Or is that just exactly what I'm not supposed to do?

I'll just stop in here, have a glass of beer
I'm just a fool I guess
But I just can't go on dying like this

Lord knows I just can't go on dying like this