He's never met a fortune teller
Jack has never seen his fate
But he's got a good guess where he's heading
He just needs some restraint
Poor Elouise, running through the garden
As he leaves, she can smell the bourbon,
Oh
Hey, I feel alone
Wait, I am alone
Hey, I feel alone
Wait, I am alone
It's so wrong, but it feels so right
To go into a haze
When he's out, he realizes
He can see light in the shade
Poor Gilly, she's just sleepin' in the apartment
As she sleeps, Jack's drunk on a park bench
Hey, I feel alone
Wait, I am alone
Hey, I feel alone
Wait, I am alone
Sunday afternoon, dancing in the yard
Jack gets the camera, coming from the bar
Poor Lily, he's just trying to escape them
He pressed record, leaves and lets it tape them
Hey, I feel alone
Wait, I am alone
Hey, I feel alone
Wait, I am alone