Would it help if I turned a sad song on. "All By Myself" would sure hit me hard now that you're gone. Or maybe unfold some old yellow lost love letters. It's gonna hurt bad before it gets better. But I'll never get over you by hidin' this way. I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show. And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control. But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain. To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain. From my eyes. Tonight I wanna cry.
- Keith Urban