who said that I wasn't right? I've lived for years without a life don't have a soul on my side still ridiculed despite how hard that I have tried don't take me under your wing I don't need a hand, don't need anything I've got a roof over my head as if I'd rather be alone with me instead close yet far drop me a line and tell me how the hell you are and I'll tip my hat to those who can't believe it's me though I never never never ever wanted this to be I can hear the sounds of the city sunrise and set are the same to me a hesitating pulse is good company and my reflection offers no apology but who said that I wasn't right? and I've lived for years without a life don't have a soul on my side still ridiculed despite how hard that I have tried close yet far drop me a line and tell me how the hell you are and I'll tip my hat to those who can't believe it's me though I never never never ever wanted this to be close yet far drop me a line and tell me how the hell you are and I'll think of the days when there was something to believe though I never never never ever wanted this to be