Is anyone there at all? So look at me in the eye ('Cause I'm not leaving) You say you wanna, but do you wanna run away Where're you going? Always running back to me to call it quits again 'Cause I'm not dreaming 'Cause I'm not leaving Is anyone, yeah, is

To you I'm just a girl Now I know I'm just another one of your Friday nights But I'm no past time, this is gonna be the last To you I'm just a girl, I'm just a call when there's nowhere else to fall Just a number on your wall, In a pretty dress and

No food on my table And no shoes to go on my feet Hard times, hard times Hard times seem like a jealous thing My children cry for mercy They got no place to call your own If someone don't help me And I just can't be around three months long No shoes on

Don\'t call me nigger, whitey! Don\'t call me whitey, nigger! Well I went down across the country, and I heard some voices rang. They was talkin\' softly to each other and not a word could change a thing. Chorus (3 separate times)

Ain't nothing like the real thing Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby No, no, ain't nothing like the real thing, baby Oh honey, I got your picture hangin' on the wall But it can't see or come to me when I call your name I realize it's just a picture

Nobody can ever hear him call You need to find a way for what you want to say But before tomorrow 'Cause my friend said he'd take you home He sits in a corner all alone He lives under a waterfall Nobody can see him I need to be myself I can't be no one

Cold hearted man No one knew Where he came from He never knew himself Call her ma Call him pa But he was born to someone else No one fooled

These catties they be calling off my phone I put corn in for my bro They try to send for me Envy and jealousy is everything I wish upon my enemies All that for them, right back at them What my mind keeps telling me Mind keeps telling me I hear

I got your present waitin' I ain't got enough money for a big diamond ring Let's tie a brand new bow around the same old thing Thought I'd call you up See if had celebrated Day you were born It's a little belated Age is just a number It's really over

Can't you come out to play in your empty garden, Johnny He must have been a gardener that cared a lot Who weeded out the tears and grew a good crop And I've been knocking but no one answers Oh and I've been calling, oh hey hey Johnny Who lived here And