Skittish - One for the unloved lyrics
[Skittish - One for the unloved lyrics]
Here's one for the unloved
The quiet majority
Yeah she calls, she calls, she calls
She called on me
About the world upon her shoulders
'bout her absent deadbeat father
About the things he didn't tell her
She said "You're such a sweet thing
And I thank you for listening"
Cause she keeps me on a list
Of pseudo suitor alternates
To be there at her beck and call
To raise her fragile confidence and I'll
I'll be there in five minutes
Yeah, I'll be there in five
She caught me in the rain
Out collecting worms
And I said
"Nobody likes me, everybody hates me"
She said "That's not true"
It's just one for the unloved
Two for the blow
From the hand to the heart to the oh oh oh
Oblivious heartbreaker
Cause she doesn't seem to realize
The crumbs of conversations that she tosses
Out like swatting at flies
Well they keep me alive
Yeah, they feed me for weeks
(and weeks and weeks and weeks)
Up on a corner of main second avenue
I'm going to find me something beautiful
Here's one for the unloved
Who allowed someone
To direct their self-esteem like an orchestra
Until all the swells and fades
Well, they're making you-
They made you nauseous
And I know, I know, I know, I know
This town can feel like the whole world
But, it's not, and I'm sure
There's someone somewhere out there
Who holds the cup
Into which you can be be poured
So she wrote me a thank you card
And I wrote her a record
The quiet majority
Yeah she calls, she calls, she calls
She called on me
About the world upon her shoulders
'bout her absent deadbeat father
About the things he didn't tell her
She said "You're such a sweet thing
And I thank you for listening"
Cause she keeps me on a list
Of pseudo suitor alternates
To be there at her beck and call
To raise her fragile confidence and I'll
I'll be there in five minutes
Yeah, I'll be there in five
She caught me in the rain
Out collecting worms
And I said
"Nobody likes me, everybody hates me"
She said "That's not true"
It's just one for the unloved
Two for the blow
From the hand to the heart to the oh oh oh
Oblivious heartbreaker
Cause she doesn't seem to realize
The crumbs of conversations that she tosses
Out like swatting at flies
Well they keep me alive
Yeah, they feed me for weeks
(and weeks and weeks and weeks)
Up on a corner of main second avenue
I'm going to find me something beautiful
Here's one for the unloved
Who allowed someone
To direct their self-esteem like an orchestra
Until all the swells and fades
Well, they're making you-
They made you nauseous
And I know, I know, I know, I know
This town can feel like the whole world
But, it's not, and I'm sure
There's someone somewhere out there
Who holds the cup
Into which you can be be poured
So she wrote me a thank you card
And I wrote her a record