Words and music: lou reed & john cale



I really care a lot although i look like i do not

Since i was shot there's nobody but you

I know i look blase, party andy's what the papers say

At dinner i'm the one who pays - for a nobody like you

Nobody but you, a nobody like you

Since i got shot there's nobody but you



Won't you decorate my house

I'll sit there quiet as a mouse

You know me i like to look a lot - at nobody like you

I'll hold your hand and slap my face

I'll tickle you to your disgrace

Won't you put me in my proper place - a nobody like you



Sundays i pray a lot, i'd like to wind you up

And paint your clock

I want to be what i am not - for a nobody like you



The bullet split my spleen and lung, the doctors said i was gone

Inside i've got some shattered bone for nobody but you



I'm still not sure i didn't die

And if i'm dreaming i still have bad pains inside

I know i'll never be a bride - to nobody like you



I wish i had a stronger chin, my skin was good, my nose was thin

This is no movie i'd ask to be in - with a nobody like you

Nobody like you, a nobody like you, all my life -

It's been nobodies like you


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