I get up at ten
Find my shoes and take a walk
What's the use, I'm oh so bored?
Man I'm tired of being alone
I leave my room now
Cross the road into the park
Nowhere to go, it's getting dark
Man I'm tired of being alone
Hey you
Are you fond of talking?
Hey you
Are you tired of being alone?
I get home at twelve
Take off my shoes and go to bed
What else is there to do instead?
Man I'm tired of being alone
I dream by myself
Make meals for one, talk in my head
The heating's bust but I don't care
Man I'm tired of being alone
And I hope
That all ends well
And I can tell
I can only blame myself
Hey you
Are you fond of talking?
Hey you
Are you tired of being alone?
Hey you
Are you fond of walking?
Hey you
Are you tired of being alone?
Hey you
Are you fond of talking?
Hey you
Are you tired of being alone?