Well, let me tell ya a story
About my mental collapse
It started on the streets of Dublin
The part with dumpy flats
I would look outside my window
To the streets below
And I would see the people
All the ones I'd never know

I'd give all my money
Just for someone
To look up

That was the beginning
But in several years to come
I begun to stay upstairs
And only go out some
I saw outside the kids are playing
Looks like so much fun
But they ignored the weird old boy
And from me they would run

I'd give all my money
Just for someone
Not to run

More and more I saw them there
They must have had a gas
But there I was just watching them
And counting the time pass
Nobody should think to knock
Or invite me outside
And if I called they just hang up
And then they'd go and hide

I'd give all my money
Just for someone
To stay and chat

And after several years of this
My brain was going mad
I'd become filled with anger
But it only made me sad
Every thought I thought
Was just about one special girl
I tried to block her out
But she grew bigger than the world

I'd give all my money
Just for someone
Like that girl

I would sit on park benches
As the rain came down
And think about the bloody mess
And how it'll come around
It's always inconclusive
I've got cancer of the brain
My mind is gone, my money's gone
And they've labeled me insane

I'd give all my money
To anyone
Who'd make me sane

They've taken all of my affects
They've taken all my cash
They've taken all my clothing
Now I have to bare my ass
I've become the second rate
And no one seems to care
I wish I had someone to notice
Someone who's always there

I'd give all my money
To anyone
Who would care