Who do I talk to when I have my bad nights?
Who wouldn't ring the alarm and start a tumult of 'are you alrights'?
A shoulder to lean on is what I lack,
With strong fists to break this shell nobody has cracked.
Who would listen to me bawl my eyes out?
Who would put up with the melodrama I'm all about?
Without letting my sadness change their entire perspective of me,
Who would still want to hang with a nobody?
