I was a lonely kid I use to read dictionaries Compared to things I've done since it seems quite ordinary I can hear her outside spitting up her blood She's crying in the parking lot it hurts it really hurts a lot To lave this lonely living hell behind And now I know I'm not the only one And I know that you can hear me just as sure as there's a sun Now I'm outside tapping on your door You pretend like it doesn't matter alone in bed but there's my shadow carpeting your walkway to my mind Could've been me could've been you it had to be one of us But heck I'd like to think that we had much more to discuss Someone came and punched her in the face Was he drunk was he insane I held him there till the cops came And drove him off somewhere to sleep it off Lady it's just your band luck the men just want to f** and f** and leave you nowhere on a cold November night