There's a child standing out on the road
One who thought the he knew where to go
And when he lost his way
He asked another lost soul
Now, today, he's got nowhere to stay
He doesn't know which path to take
He doesn't know how to fake
Now he cries,
So desperately,
With tears in his eyes:
“Pity Me, Pity Me
Tell me where
To go and how
I can get there now"
There's a man who had it all
But now it's gone
He used up his luck
He gambled 'till dawn
He took a risk and now he's fucked
He thought he had the gut
But no, he didn't make the cut
The artist spent it all on a new studio
It was the best that he could find
But now he doesn't know where to go,
He can't make up his mind
He doesn't have anymore
And he knows the door is closed
Now he cries,
So desperately,
With tears in his eyes:
“Pity Me, Pity Me
Tell me where
To go and how
I can get there now"
Pity me, pity me…
He cries so desperately,
“Pity me, pity me, pity me…”
Where to go
Pity me, pity me…