first they ask me how it feels to be alone   more or less imply that I save my breath and hang up the phone   I'm beyond cheap sex and sorrows   carefully planned tomorrows      I've seen so many   changes get up and leave   and I've seen too many   bastards get away too damn easy      nervous shadow in a narrow hallway   rehearse what's hard to explain   why an issue of birds and bees   becomes jaded and dying tissue   I want the comet to come   I want someone to put out the sun      I've seen so many   changes get up and leave   and I've seen too many   bastards get away too damn easy   my world's been made   but I can't have it saved   call it justice or malpractice   a plague within a plague      I've seen so many   changes get up and leave   and I've seen too many   bastards get away too damn easy   I've met too many   with some birthgiven right to lecture me   what to be and where to go   and where the hell on earth I belong