i woke up early on a friday nightmy head was spinning from the neon lightstook pills and whiskey just to ease my painmy tears were falling down like acid raindropsain’t got no one that i can call my owni do my talking on the telephonei get my comfort any way i candon’t get no love from any girl or manain’t got no one that i can call my owni do my talking on the telephonetruly comfortable, truly comfortablei’ve never been so, i’ve never been soi’ve never been so, i’ve never been soi hear the music on the radioi watch the people as they come and goanother day goes by i stay at homei’ve got your picture but i’m all alonelook in the mirror and i see myselfthe perfect picture of my fading healthno one there who wants to look me upgo to the kitchen and i drink a cupain’t got no one that i can call my owni do my talking on the telephonetruly comfortable, truly comfortablei’ve never been so, i’ve never been soi’ve never been so, i’ve never been so…..go to the window on a friday nightthis time around i’ll take a different flighti took my chances any way i couldi’ve tried my hardest but it’s just no goodlook at the pictures thrown accross the floori don’t believe that i can take much morei pull the covers way above my headthe ceiling crumbles all around my bedain’t got no one that i can call my owni do my talking on the telephonetruly comfortable, truly comfortablei’ve never been so, i’ve never been soi’ve never been so, i’ve never been soi’ve never been so, i’ve never been soi’ve never been so, i’ve never been so…