Don't want to leave a bed With a warm body in it But when the numbers come to flood my head I have to float on behind To the grind Of the phone calls Seven bu*tons Don't you see how fast I can go through a long list of sh** to do? Make out a big check Write a little letter And put a sticky stamp on the post card that I send to you Then I wait, I wait to see, is there anybody out there? I'm a hunchback, hunch Hunched over scribbled notes and numbers that I can't read Hunchback, hunch Hunched over a cheap piano that I can't really play The other day though I thought I might find The kind of faith that could ease my mind I thought I might learn I thought I could try To let a day go by When I did not sabotage myself Dont wanna wait, I won't wait to see is there anybody out there? Sometimes the sun slides down Leaving stripes in the sky And I watch my resignation fly away And I say this is the last day I'll let myself feel this way Then I wait, I wait to see, is there anybody out there?