All By Myself

I'm so unhappy What'll I do I long for somebody who Will sympathize with me I'm growing so tired of living alone I lie awake all night and cry Nobody loves me, that's why All by myself in the morning All by myself in the night I sit alone in a cosy Morris chair So unhappy there Playing solitaire All by myself I get lonely Watching the clock on the shelf I'd love to rest my weary head on somebody's shoulder I hate to grow older All by myself My name and number Are in the book The one that hangs on a hook In almost ev'ry drug store Why don't someone bother to look My central tells me all day long Sorry, the number is wrong