I've walked down high streets looking through windows
I've been lost in crowds of strangers
Searched record shops and cosmetic aisles, phone books, want ads, bus stops and libraries
Newspaper headlines, mannequin faces, television stations, billboard advertisements
Your voice echoes in the back of my mind
I see your face when I close my eyes

Do you share the same sense of defeat?
Have you realized all the things you'll never be?
Ideals turn to resentment, open minds close up with cynicism
I've got no judgement for you
Come on and ache with me

Through bar rooms, cafés, jail cells and court rooms
Theaters, restaurants, graveyards and churches
I've spent every dollar that I've ever earned
I'll bleed my heart out, I'll give every word
I've asked preachers, doctors and lawyers, socialites, pariahs, mothers and fathers
You may not find all that you're after, in the end I hope it doesn't matter

Do you share the same sense of defeat?
Have you realized all the things you'll never be?
Ideals turn to resentment, open minds close up with cynicism
I've got no judgement for you
Come on and ache with me

Do you share the same sense of defeat?
Have you realized all the things you'll never be?
I've got no judgement for you
Come on and ache with me