You wanna hang on me, you say you wanna be my friend
You say you're there for me, you say you're with me to the end

Well let me tell you friend, When all this is through
If I get scratched or bruised, you'll be going, going, gone

I know what it's like, I know what it's like to be alone
I know what it's like, I know what it's like to have no home
You're with me at my best, but when I get depressed
I know just where you'll be, you'll be going, going, gone

Well let me tell you, when all this is through
If I run outta luck
And if I go broke
And if I get shot down
You'll be going going
Gone