From '84

Home alone writing elegies for those he'll never know

Just a kid in his room no one hears him howling at the moon

The drunk in his bar spinning fairytales that never get him far

He thought he's fled of her taken off her dress for someone else

So he'll put it down to fate or bad luck

But everyone they know is fallin out of touch

And you heard this all before when I'm gone

Far enough to not string you along

You went to bed with someone to empty your head

You had to get out

You couldn't stand the noise in that godd**n house

Was home alone writing elegies for those I'll never know

But I kissed you on the floor dancing to the song from 84

And I'll put that down to fate or goodluck

Everyone they know is fallin' out of touch

You've heard this all before when I'm gone

Far enough to not string you along