Greta Garbo (I Wanna Be Alone)

Another day, A New Way of Thinking of You
Another day, A New Way of Feeling so Blue
I go for a walk in the park
And drive out of town after dark
Nobody wants me anyway, why pay my dues

Another night, out of sight in my Mercedes-Benz
Another night, away from the clucking of Hens
I shop for a piece of my soul
And something to squander my goals
Well, what's the point, after putting me under the lens

And I don't want to hear your invective
I don't want to hear how I'm wrong
Just leave me my directive
And I will sing you this song
Don't throw this dog a bone
Don't call me on the phone
I Wanna Be Alone

Another call, a big fall from Grace go my grades
Another call, example of Pariah in Spades
Can they let me go back to sleep
I'm already in so deep
No more questions please, just pull the shades

Don't throw this dog a bone
Don't call me on the phone
I Wanna Be Alone

Another hour, so dour, locked up in my room
Another hour, so sour and in need of a broom
I do not dare go outside
Just let my waistline get wide
No more questions please, just seal this tomb

Don't throw this dog a bone
Don't call me on the phone
I Wanna Be Alone