I'm beginning to feel this way all the time That anyone else's company will do Because I've always felt that I need it to I stay up all night drinking coffee and I Think how it would be nice to have someone Who could share this with me What is it we can't find in ourselves that Makes us put so much faith in someone else? What's wrong with looking inside Instead of looking at her for a change? A compliment stops short when I hide the Eyes of just another pathetic lonely guy And then I go retreat, thinking of the love I just missed out on It's just I've got this thing where I Like to give credit where credit's due And I've got no one to prove me wrong Because I've got no one in my corner at all If I took my own advice for a minute maybe I'd look less into it And there wouldn't be this self-scrutiny, no coming up short What I lack in myself