I’ve been running from something, I don’t know
Every friend I ever had, they turned to foe
And these holes are worn deep inside my soul
Never ever gave my heart a chance to grow
It’s been stomped upon, left out in the cold
When I was young, I never had no momma ‘round
As I was born, she was buried in the ground
And my father, he always screaming loud
Nothing worse than to hear that dreadful sound
It didn’t matter what I did, he never proud
And it’s plain to see, that no one gives a damn about me
I finally got a girl when I was seventeen
And finally get a chance to see what I ain’t seen
Man, I always knew the other pasture’s green
Until she left one night when I was fast asleep
I heard she ran off with a lookalike james dean
And it’s plain to see, that no one gives a damn about me
One day I grew too tired to sit and mope
Went down to the old hardware to buy some rope
I think I finally might have found the antidote
Climbed up high in union square inside that rope
In my pocket, clergy man he found a note
Well I’ve been running from something, I don’t know
Every friend I ever had, they turned to foe
And these holes are worn deep inside my soul
Never ever gave my heart a chance to grow
It’s been stomped upon, left out in the cold
And it’s plain to see, that no one gave a damn about me
