I live by the shore, feel so insecure in your old town And I am getting bored Of being so alone, you're far, there's no way that you may come Can someone let me out there? Oh, what is wrong with me? For I only get Oh, what is wrong with me? For I only get junkies ♪ Though we can't ignore our love was not made of concrete gold Don't cry and carry on 'Till we fall apart, I'm down and you wonder: "What's the point?" Can someone let me out there? Oh, what is wrong with me? For I only get Oh, what is wrong with me? For I only get junkies ♪ I live by the shore, feel so insecure in your old town And I am getting bored