what's the deal with my brain?
why am i so obviously insane?
in a perfect situation
i let love down the drain.
there's the pitch, slow and straight.
all i have to do is swing
and i'm the hero, but i'm the zero.
hungry nights, once again
now it's getting unbelievable.
'cause i could not have it better,
but i just can't get no play
from the girls, all around
as they search for someone to hold onto.
i just pass through...
get your hands off the girl,
can't you see that she belongs to me?
and i don't appreciate this excess company.
though i can't satisfy all the needs she has
and so she starts to wander...
can you blame her?
tell me there's a logic out there.
leading me to better prepare
for the day that something really special might come.
tell me there's some hope for me.
i don't wanna be lonely
for the rest of my days on the earth.