I'm lost and all alone, what do I do?The girl that I'm in love with says we're throughHow can I just let her go?Answers on a postcard, pleaseIt seems well I've been doing this and thatShe's been carrying on behind my backWhy was I the last to know?Answers on a postcard, pleaseAnd I don't know what right she ran the eye ofWhen it comes to little old meYou can be hell for days without even being chargedThey call it DThey call it DDemocracyI know with all of this happening to usHappens all the time, of course it doesDevil, did he play a role?Answers on a postcard, pleaseAnswers on a postcard, pleaseAnswers on a postcard, pleaseAnd I don't know what right she ran the eye ofWhen it comes to little old me, was it a dream?When it comes to, comes to seeEverything you were, so hard for all your lifeBeen smashed to smithereensI'm lost and like a fool, I found my wayDeep inside this dark, secluded bayHow'd I get here, I don't knowAnswers on a postcard, pleaseHow'd I get here, I don't knowAnswers on a postcard, please*