Isolation, all alone But still souronded by the ones I love Inspiration, I think of home Remember the humiliation by the one's I've loved
Disapointment, nothing new Some things you never get used Disapointment, so are you With me there's nothing else to do I'm back where I started
Will I still be angry Will I still be depressed Will you remember me at all Will I still be me Just a loser Will you remember me at all?
What am I to you Vanity Unhappiness Can you tell me what to do Is this the end? ...where I started.
Out Of Touch Out of touch. How could you ever know. You won't take steps unless someone tells you so Belittle our efforts I don?t care about what you think or what you say