these are the hard times these are the good times these are the fine times the keep me in line times until you went away now these are the hey days the never get laid days the play with myself and forget about my health days wont you come back to me i love the way you walk the way you smile the way you talk and i love the way you torture me now im a barfly i wish that i could die i never thought it would be this way and i cant understand why why you went away its so mysterious makes me delirious sometimes im curious but all around furious wont you come back to me