Where have you been hiding?nI'm getting lonely filling out your chair.nOh, can't we stay in one place?nWhen you're alone the sun is just a glare.nnDid you lose the burning under the collars as your lover's friend?nCan you come right with me?nWe'll start the misery all over again.nAll over again.nnHere's to the summer,nIt's a cold, cold June.nGet yourself on the phone.nAnd give me a call, I turn a leaf each timenI'm away from you.nnAnd this little sorrow is a bigger shame,nAnd maybe I made my bed.nGive me one more chance,nI put my cold shoulder to the wheel for you.nnAnd this just keeps getting better to leave.nPut your troubled mind out on my cigarette.nWe got marked with a runner's disease.nAnd tell me I'm not dead, 'cause I don't feel it.nDead, 'cause I don't feel it.nnYeah, I don't sleep too much.nI got a really bad mouth.nnI was in bad temper, I fled the scene.nShe got a full time job.nHold me like a mother, oh hold your tongue.nTo love is just to rob.nnBetween your sons and lovers nYou'll bleed yourself into an early grave.nLay your sleepy head and I'll wash your feet nAnd you can act your age.nYou can act your age.nnAnd I've got a memory like a loaded gun.nThe future belongs to us.nCall me a sinner, we have too much fun nLet's go on this way.nnAnd keep off the glory 'cause you're so damn young.nAnd did they wreck your charm in school?nA middle aged writer makes me feel so dumb.nI'm a step away.nnAnd this just keeps getting better to leave.nPut your troubled mind out on my cigarettenWe got marked with a runner's disease.nAnd tell me I'm not dead, 'cause I don't feel it.nDead, 'cause I don't feel it.nnYeah, I don't sleep too much.nI got a really bad mouth.nnCome on, kid, and dance a whilenLeave your stomach in another placenBend your back to stretch a smile.nYou've got glamour written on your face.nWritten on your face.nnAnd don't you let them tell you it's a dirty thing.nSingle stardom's such a drag.nWhen you're in your place, you're just too good to be clean.nWhere's your head gone?nnAnd this just keeps getting better to leave.nPut your troubled mind out on my cigarette.nWe got marked with a runner's disease.nAnd tell me I'm not dead, 'cause I don't feel it yet.nnThis just keeps getting better to leave.nPut your troubled mind out on my cigarette.nWe got marked with a runner's disease.nAnd tell me I'm not dead, 'cause I don't feel it.nDead, 'cause I don't feel it.nnYeah, I don't sleep too much.nI got a really bad mouth.n