All you've got is an empty table With no food on it and a family in exile Lost again by the neck of the bottle And the skin on your teeth you just can't brush away. Away, away, you're always away You're never around when there's something to say Away, away, you're never away You're always around when there's nothing to say. You fall asleep on the couch with your clothes on While the TV light kisses you on the forehead You open your eyes and nothing has changed You're dressed the same, but you're feeling your age. So lame, so lame, you've always been lame You're never around when there's something to say So lame, so lame, you've always been lame You're always around when there's nothing to say. Lost again so you feel like a loser One hand in the bag but no hand on your shoulder You keep on calling 'til there's someone that answers But answers with questions, like a Socrates nightmare. Ok, ok, you're never ok And you're never around when there's something to say Ok, ok, you might be ok But you're never around when there's something to say Away, away, you're always away And you're never around when there's something to say So lame, so lame, you've always been lame And you're never around when there's something to say.