Your eyes turn down
Flirting around
With the image of
The one you really love
Who's face you saw
On the blue screen above
Felt cheap and diseased
Completely at ease
Noise from inside
Door's swinging wide
Looking at your feet
42nd Street
Saw you and me
On the coin-op TV
Frozen in fear
There was nobody near
I'm not surprised at all
And really, why should I be?
See nothing wrong
See nothing wrong
So sick and tired of all these
Pictures of me
Completely wrong
Totally wrong
Go walking by
Here comes another guy
Jailer who sells
Personal hells
Who'd like to see me
Down on my fucking knees
No respect to see
Begging me please
Hey, hey, hey, hey
I'm not surprised
And really, why should I be?
See nothing wrong
See nothing wrong
So sick and tired of all these
Pictures of me
Completely wrong
Totally wrong
I'm not surprised
And really, why should I be?
See nothing wrong
See nothing wrong
So sick and tired of all these
Pictures of me
Oh, they're completely wrong
I couldn't compete
Completely wrong
I couldn't compete
Completely wrong
I couldn't compete