She left me here with breakfast in bed Oatmeal with sugar and a hard-boiled egg The note on the dresser said I’ll be back by three I’m going uptown, did you need anything? And don’t forget to comb your hair I’ll be back by three, I hope you’re still there Now the kitchen is empty and the dishwater’s cold The newspaper on the table is three days old I’ve read every book on the living room shelf I’m losing my mind in this goddamn house I’m losing my mind in this goddamn house And don’t forget to comb your hair I’ll be back by three, I hope you’re still there