I was staring at the sky, just looking for a star
To pray on, or wish on, or something like that
I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy
Whose reality I knew, was a hopeless to be had
But then the dove of hope began its downward slope
And I believed for a moment that my chances were
Approaching to be grabbed
But as it came down near, so did a weary tear
I thought it was a bird, but it was just a paper bag
Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills
'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love
And I went crazy again today,
looking for a strand to climb, looking for a little hope
Baby said he couldn't stay, wouldn't put his lips to mine
And a fail to kiss is a fail to cope
I said, 'Honey, I don't feel so good, don't feel justified?
Come on put a little love here in my void,
He said, "It's all in your head," and I said, "So's everything,"
But he didn't get it
I thought he was a man
But he was just a little boy
Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills
'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs...
To much to love, oh hunger hurts
But I want him so bad, oh it kills me
'Cause I know that I'm a mess that he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold because these hands are just too shaky to hold
Oh hunger hurts but starving, it works
When it costs to much to love