Let’s Scare Kids on Halloween (Stop Feeling Sorry for Me)

She was still alone inside
Living her life on the F train
To her Brooklyn apartment;
She fell in love once a day
And took her pills in the morning
And at night

She sat alone in her bedroom
In the afternoon light;
The sun shines through to
Visions about you
'Cause she's still alone

Like the boy who was self-conscious about his teeth
Or the boy who was self-conscious about his teeth
Or the people who admit their own flaws
Or the people who will write their own songs
Or the girl who tries to drive her own car
And they all got together for a party
And she was outside, in the back, something with cigars
'Cause she's still alone

Like the boy who was self-conscious about his teeth
Or the boy who was self-conscious about his teeth
Or the people who admit their own flaws
Or the people who will write their own songs
Or the people who will drive their own cars
'Cause she's still alone

Stop feeling sorry for me;
It makes me feel a bit uneasy
Stop feeling sorry for me;
These bureaucrats make me uneasy
Stop feeling sorry for me

Let's scare kids on Halloween;
Let's make them scared of the trees
Let's scare kids on Halloween;
It will be just you and me

Or you could sit outside the bagel store
Where there are always too many policemen anyway;
You can pass by truancy cops
Or heroin junkies
And say "hello,"
But you know, they're all just looking for a fix anyway
And you are, too, but you might get lucky today
'Cause you're not alone

Let's scare kids on Halloween;
Let's make them scared of the trees
Let's scare kids on Halloween;
It will be just you and me

Let's scare kids on Halloween