I see the tailored suit and briefcase as he takes the train uptown

In his eyes he tells me everything but never makes a sound

He’s working eighty hours a week in his effort to conceal

That all his money can’t replace this emptiness he feels

But when he lays in bed and closes his eyes he knows that he’s alone

And so tomorrow he’ll continue his disguise and hope his secret won’t be known

All we want is a place to be 

Where no one questions our insanity

Maybe somehow someone will see 

That all the time we spent here wasn’t wasted

I drive along and see the women as they pedal what they’ve got

They offer instant satisfaction just to fix another shot

It makes me wonder just what happened to that pretty little girl

And how’d she get herself sucked into this shitty under world

She used to dream that she was Marilyn Monroe as she danced upon the stage

But all those dreams she had they faded long ago and now her body shows it’s age

All we want is a place to be 

Where no one questions our insanity

Maybe somehow someone will see 

That all the time we spent here wasn’t wasted

But when this time is gone and we are long ago could you look upon this day

And could there somehow be a record that could show it had worth in any way

All we want is a place to be 

Where no one questions our insanity

Maybe somehow someone will see 

That all the time we spent here wasn’t wasted