All the things you said You thought I was dead Everything made me feel aware Ah, youre getting old Youre doing things Youre losing your hair All the things that you used to believe in Turned out to be true, youre guilty of reason Youre the kind of person that I could do without And certain kinds of money would make you see What its all about Theres a first time for everything And a first ones on me, dont you see All of the things that your old lover said Look at them, they jump out of windows And now theyre just dead Its the truth, dont you realize Faded without any talent of fun Running out on the streets, balling anyone Its the truth, its the truth Pick up the pieces that make up your life Maybe some day youll have a wife and them alimony Oh, cant you see