I ve always been afraid of being alone
But that s all I ve been my whole life long
I ve seen the good it s done for you
But it never should have been and will leave soon
My favorite chair is gone years away
There was no phone call and she d not say
In fact she never was, but in song
My receipt lies long crumpled and gone

I have lost my mind and sleep early in the night
I have no real home but bitter despite
What have I done, that I am left alone
I m too young, will always be too young to be alone

And so it comes some mid-january morning
Some sick reprieve from my infatuated mourning
The truth be known I ll always miss her
But the sad fact is she ll never miss me
I will sigh and nobody will know
For my pain is as tangible as soul
You think I d hurt myself to rid of pain?
This spiteful idiocy becoming so plain

So let it be known that in my True Hollywood Story
That I had tried in my own will and right
Will you remember me when I die alone
Or leave me forgotten as dead weed in a road
I m so scared I ll have no one to hear this
So if you do, please don t dismiss
I beg you, please stay with me now
Save my life, save my life somehow