You spend all your evenings alone nowMostly looking at her photographYou sing all your love songs from memoryFor memories are all that you haveAnd there’s nothing so wrong as the nighttimeWith no one beside you to holdAnd nothing so long as a lifetimeWhen you’re Getting Nothing But OldYou never payed too much attentionIt all seemed ok in your mindShe even tried telling you straight outBut you brushed her off every timeNow there’s nothing so wrong as the nighttimeWith no one beside you to holdAnd nothing so long as a lifetimeWhen you’re Getting Nothing But OldLove starts out all magic and flowersLike nothing could ever go wrongBut love needs its care and its feedingNow all you have left is this songOh, there’s nothing so wrong as the nighttimeWith no one beside you to holdAnd nothing so long as a lifetimeWhen you’re Getting Nothing But OldYou know now the ways that you hurt herThe times you were stubborn and wrongIf you could you’d turn back the hoursAnd sing a much happier songBut there’s nothing so wrong as the nighttimeWith no one beside you to holdAnd nothing so long as a lifetimeWhen you’re Getting Nothing But OldOh, there’s nothing so wrong as the nighttimeWith no one beside you to holdAnd nothing so long as a lifetimeWhen you’re Getting Nothing But Old