He is wasted in more ways than one
As he makes big plans at the bar
Tables turning along with the room
But nothing seems to get very far
What can you say about the one that got away? 
How can you catch a falling star? 

Go to sleep
But leave the light on for me
In the dark it's hard to tell
How many drunks does it take to change a light bulb? 
( I think I need some help)

She is wasted in more ways than one
As she stares at a blank TV screen
Not so much a passion play, a rainy daydream matinee
A movie that she's already seen
What can she say about the one that got away? 
How can she get him to leave?

Go to sleep
But leave the light on for me 
In the dark it's hard to tell
Home is the place where I used to hang my hat
Now I can't find the hook 
(I think I need a friend)

Go to sleep
And leave the light on for me
Sometimes you just can't bear to look
Home is the place where I used to hang my hat
Now I can't find the hook
I think I need a friend (I just lost my legs again)
Think I need a friend (I just lost my nerve)