Ennui - Lou Reed

All the things you said

You thought I was dead

Everything made me feel aware

Ah, you’re getting old

You’re doing things

You’re losing your hair

All the things that you used to believe in

Turned out to be true, you’re guilty of reason

You’re the kind of person that

I could do without

And certain kinds of money would make you see

What it’s all about

There’s a first time for everything

And a first one’s on me, don’t you see

All of the things that your old lover said

Look at them, they jump out of windows

And now they’re just dead

It’s the truth, don’t you realize

Faded without any talent of fun

Running out on the streets, balling anyone

It’s the truth, It’s the truth

Pick up the pieces that make up your life

Maybe some day you’ll have a wife and them alimony

Oh, can’t you see