i am happiest when by myself
nobodyÂ’s hurts nobodyÂ’s helps
like a gun or bullet on a shelf
alone everybodyÂ’s fine

iÂ’ve been playing little tricks on me
itÂ’s fascinating what iÂ’ll believe
then in circled stitches my mind weaves
alone everybody lies

i tell myself my life is pretty easy
i take a pill if i am ever queasy
i shut the door when it gets a little breezy
but people really baffle me

so i tiptoe around because itÂ’s easier to fake it
try not to be loud, or emotionally naked.
iÂ’ll agree to go out with my friends, but never make it
at least i keep my evenings free

if you want to try to shift the blame
think of how hard you try and all your pain
oh, thereÂ’s one amendment to the game
alone everybody cries

iÂ’ve been thinking i could get along
i think iÂ’m happy, i think iÂ’m strong
but like my cactus when itÂ’s dry too long
alone even cacti die
alone everybodyÂ’s fine
alone everybody lies
alone everybody cries