Isolation, desperation
I can't get no relief
I've been tryin' for weeks
But I can't see no peace
I am lonely, never phone me
Why won't you ever see me?
You got the lovin' I need
So why do you keep teasin' me?
When are we gonna make me happy?
When am I gonna laugh?
When are gonna do what you're doin'
There in the photograph?
Driven to drinkin', in vodka, I'm sinkin'
My fingers are nicotine brown
I'm always lost, never found
If that ain't enough, I'm comin' down
Written by Glen Vance and Michael Towers
