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Mary cries out: "for the love of God" 
As she's walking out of the laundromat 
Down the street and it's the short way home 
Feeling special cause she's so alone 

But we know: 
(The world's full of lonely people) 
And it shows 
(The world's full of lonely people) 

She shrugs her coat off and unlocks the door 
Eats her dinner on the kitchen floor 
Writes a poem and turns the radio on 
Every singer sings the same old song 

And it goes: 
(The world's full of lonely people) 
And it shows 
(The world's full of lonely people) 

But when we she wanted me to go 
She just had to let it show 
To bring me down if she wanted me to leave 
She just wore it on her sleeve 
But at least, I was around 

But when we she wanted me to go 
She just had to let it show 
To bring me down if she wanted me to leave 
She just wore it on her sleeve 
At least, I was around 

Mary Ellen makes the moment count 
As she's looking through old photographs 
Pictures taken from an early age 
Faces look back at her from the page 
And they say 

(The world's full of lonely people) 
It's ok 
(The world's full of lonely people) 
It's ok 
(The world's full of lonely people) 

But when we she wanted me to go 
She just had to let it show 
To bring me down if she wanted me to leave 
She just wore it on her sleeve 
But at least, I was around 
I was around 
I was around 
I was around