I was staring at the sky,
Just looking for a star
To pray on, or wish on,
Or something like that
I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy
Whose reality I knew,
Was a hopeless to be had
But then the dove of hope began its downward slope
And I believed for a moment that my chances
Were approaching to be grabbed
But as it came down near,
So did a weary tear
I thought it was a bird,
But it was just a paper bag
Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad,
Oh it kills
'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold
'Cause these hands are too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts, but starving works,
When it costs too much to love

And I went crazy again today,
Looking for a strand to climb
Looking for a little hope

Baby said he couldn't stay,
Wouldn't put his lips to mine,
And a fail to kiss is a fail to cope
I said, 'Honey, I don't feel so good,

Don't feel justified
Come on put a little love here in my void,'
He said'It's all in your head,'
And I said, 'So's everything'
But he didn't get it I thought he was a man
But he was just a little boy
Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad,
Oh it kills
'Cause I know I'm a mess
He don't wanna clean up
I got to fold
'Cause these hands are too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts, but starving works,
When it costs too much to love
Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad,
Oh it kills
'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold
'Cause these hands are too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts, but starving works,
When it costs too much to love
Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad,
Oh it kills
'Cause I know I'm a mess
He don't wanna clean up I know
I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts, but starving works,
When it costs too much to love

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