Girl, I know you're not coming back anymore

So why, oh, why do I keep on watching the door?

I talk to you

As though you can hear what I say

But I'll lose my mind

If I keep on acting this way

I've got to get a hold on myself

Got to make believe I don't care

Got to go someplace

Find a brand new place

Got to get out and get somewhere

Got to get a hold on myself

Got to take what life has to give

Got to get on the track

And lay down and die

Got to get a hold on myself

Late at night I hear footsteps sound down the hall

And I tell myself that you're coming back after all

Telephone rings but there's no one on the line

No, no, no, when I stop and think

I know it's all in my mind

I've got to get a hold on myself

Got to make believe I don't care

Got to go someplace

Find a brand new place

Got to get out and get somewhere

Got to get a hold on myself

Got to take what life has to give

Got to get on the track

And lay down and die

Got to get a hold on myself