Alone is good until you give it all away
And you gave it all away and now you're lonely
Alone is not lonely
So let's play telephone and tap into the wire
Maybe then we'll understand what we've been saying
Maybe the string just needs some tightening
You handle yourself
But you are still just the under one
You handle yourself
But you are still just the under one
And just like that
Just like that and it's gone
The night is just another day that went and died
When you're lying drunk underneath the table
You used to be so capable
You handle yourself
But you are still just the under one
You handle yourself
But you are still just the under one
And just like that
Just like that and it's gone
When I was young there was a knocking on my door
Now I open it to find that no one's standing there anymore
I step out
I throw my smoke into the rain and watch the ruin
Watch the ruin wash away all the love-stained ink off my arms
Until it bloodies all the bars on the boulevard
And then you know
That you are still just the under one
And then you know
That you are still just the under one
And just like that
Just like that and it's gone
And just like that
Just like that and it's gone
