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