Sympathize Amos Lee

It ain't no jive
I was burnin' alive
Whenever you walked in the room
It happened so quickly
I was feelin' so sickly
Like a lover who lost his muse

The sharks in the tank
The man in the bank
He wants my money to loan
I can't understand
What the hell is his plan
I ain't even got a home
Ain't got a home

The girl on the street
With holes in her feet
Looks through eyes of a clown
She don't look at me
Just feelin' kinda sad
So I just walk around
I reassess
She's down on her luck
She's reading a book of lies
I don't know when I'll be comin' home, baby
But I sure can sympathize
Can sympathize
Can sympathize