| I've been a fool of singular cool |
| All by myself |
| Nobody showed me how |
| I was born that way |
| Every day is a solo played |
| On a single string |
| Nobody shows up and |
| Nobody walks away |
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| What do I do when the tune is through? |
| How am I gonna get me home? |
| What would you say if I turned your way |
| And said, "Help me now |
| I can't do it alone"? |
| "Won't you help me now? |
| I can't do it alone" |
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| Lonesome is as lonesome does |
| And I do it |
| Perfect practice keeps me |
| Next to me |
| Nobody needs to need me |
| There's nothing to it |
| Friends you don't make |
| Always let you be |
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| Where do I go to close this show? |
| This one-man-band-to-the-bone |
| Why does it feel like such a deal |
| To say, "Help me now |
| I can't do it alone"? |
| "Won't you help me now? |
| I can't do it alone" |
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| Well, there's a bitter taste |
| To this wicked waste of emotion |
| In the time it took just to |
| Dig myself this hole |
| Finding peace of mind |
| In this commotion |
| Terrifies my solitary soul |
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| Tell me how to see outside of me |
| Tell me what I should have known |
| Start at the top and don't stop |
| Till I can say, "Help me now |
| I can't do it alone" |
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| Tell me how to see outside of me |
| Tell me what I should have known |
| Just start at the top and don't stop |
| Till I can say "Help me now |
| I can't do it alone" |
| "Won't you help me now? |
| I can't do it alone" |
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