Words and music: lou reed & john cale
I really care a lot although i look like i do not
Since i was shot there’s nobody but you
I know i look blase, party andy’s what the papers say
At dinner i’m the one who pays – for a nobody like you
Nobody but you, a nobody like you
Since i got shot there’s nobody but you
Won’t you decorate my house
I’ll sit there quiet as a mouse
You know me i like to look a lot – at nobody like you
I’ll hold your hand and slap my face
I’ll tickle you to your disgrace
Won’t you put me in my proper place – a nobody like you
Sundays i pray a lot, i’d like to wind you up
And paint your clock
I want to be what i am not – for a nobody like you
The bullet split my spleen and lung, the doctors said i was gone
Inside i’ve got some shattered bone for nobody but you
I’m still not sure i didn’t die
And if i’m dreaming i still have bad pains inside
I know i’ll never be a bride – to nobody like you
I wish i had a stronger chin, my skin was good, my nose was thin
This is no movie i’d ask to be in – with a nobody like you
Nobody like you, a nobody like you, all my life –
It’s been nobodies like you