I was staring at the sky, just looking for a star
To pray on or wish on or something like that
I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy
Whose reality I knew was hopeless to be had
But then the dove of hope began its downward slope
And I believed for a moment my
Chances were approaching to be grabbed
But as it came down near, so did a weary tear
I thought it was a bird but it was just a paper bag
Hunger hurts and I want him so bad, oh it kills
'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't want to clean up
I gotta fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts but starving works when it costs too much to love
And I went crazy again today
Lookin' for a strand to climb, lookin' for a little hope
Baby said he couldn't stay
Wouldn't put his lips to mine and a fail to kiss is a fail to cope
I said, "Honey, I don't feel so good, don't feel justified
Come on put a little love in here in my void"
He said, "It's all in your head"
And I said, "So's everything" but he didn't get it
I thought he was a man but he was just a little boy
Hunger hurts and I want him so bad, oh it kills
'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't want to clean up
I gotta fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts but starving works when it costs too much to love
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Hunger hurts and I want him so bad, oh it kills
'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't want to clean up
I gotta fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts but starving works when it costs too much to love