Poor tom

He sits there like a brick wishing to himself that he had a chick
Why is this world so cruel to him
in this messed up society he can never win

He waits day in and day out
for the girl of his dreams to free him from his souls drought

Similar man ten years down the road
still doesn't know what to do
still can't find anyone to screw

thousands of passes to girls rejected and drove into the ground
all he can hear everyday is an empty hopeless sound.