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 Cuz I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up I got to fold cuz these hands are too shaky to hold -Hunger hurts, but starvin' 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 Cuz I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up I got to fold cuz these hands are too shaky to hold -Hunger hurts, but starving works When it costs too much to love Hunger hurts, but I want him so bad, oh it kills Cuz I know I am a mess that he don't wanna clean up I got to fold because these hands are just too shaky to hold Hunger hurts, but starving works When it costs… too much to love Hunger hurts, but I want him so bad, oh it kills Cuz 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 Hunger hurts, but starving, it works When it costs too much to love