it's been too many nights   that you've been creeping around   stumbling like a monkey   through the underground   ohh   and you don't wanna be alone      you got your cigarettes   you got your jujuyfruits   you can't stand yourself   so you take a substitute   ohh   and no one liked it when you said   that when you die you're really dead   those people laughing   so you left that stupid scene   and you made your way back home   now you're crying   with your head on the telephone   oh man    it'd sure be nice to have a girl to call your own      do you remember when   you had it   figured out   you coulda   done no wrong   you coulda   worked it out   ohh   and now you've gazed at too many   of the things you did last year   and the screenplay that you wrote down in a book   that no one saw cause they never looked   and the drawing you did when you were very small   and the photograph you hung up on the wall   they'll never catch you when you fall