Act I: Introduction

Anywhere I go,

I get the feeling that I’m better off alone

Doing what I do

Best

Anywhere with me,

Feels a little worse than unaccompanied

It’s something that I do,

My fault

Something that I knew

How can a person

Feel so much more alone,

Being with other people

Than being on my own?

How can a person

Feel so much more alone,

Being with other people

Than being on my own?

How can a person,

Feel so much more alone

Talking with a friend

Than talking on the phone?

How can a person,

Who’s fully fucking grown,

Never quite grow out of

Feeling so alone?

I don’t know

I don’t know, oh

I don’t know

I don’t know.

Anywhere I go,

I get the feeling that

They’re better off alone