I know where to go but I know that I shouldn't go I go anyway, I make myself so miserable I know what to look for, I have made the deals before The men in puffy jackets standing on the street corner They say "Hey", they say "hey kid" They say "Hey", they say "hey kid" And I say, "When will I be free? When will stop torturing me?" Well, I tell myself no, but the words don't mean a thing I'm not in control I'm like an overthrown king I've been up and down these city streets a thousand times But when it's cold and when it's late at night it's hard to find I call every number that I know and they all ring Like cathedral bells on Sunday when no one's listening They go ding, they go ding dong They go ding, they go ding dong And I go Well, I tell myself no, but the words don't mean a thing I'm not in control I'm like an overthrown king I tell myself no I tell myself no no no no no oh