How sad your life is not
I want to tell him that he
Is missing it, missing the
Very reason for existence
As he looks at me and tells
Me how wrong his life has
Gone how he has nothing, I've
Had this talk before with another
And as I grow cold I wonder
How it all came to pass that
Another man dares to tell me
He has nothing - am i nothing
Then I want to say but the honesty
May be too hard to hear again, I dare
Not be so plain
