They call me Mr. Pitiful; baby, that's my name now, They call me Mr. Pitiful; that's how I got my fame. But people just don't understand how a man can feel so blue, They call me Mr. Pitiful, 'cos I lost someone just like you. The call me Mr. Pitiful; this everybody know now, They call me Mr. Pitiful; most every place I go. But nobody seems to understand, now, how can a man sing such a sad song, When he lost everything that he had. How can I explain to you, how somebody can get so very blue? How can I tell you about my past if all things won't end? Mr. Pitiful; that's my name now, They call me Mr. Pitiful; that's how I got my fame. But nobody seems to understand what make a man feel so blue, They call me Mr. Pitiful, 'cos I lost someone just like you. Can I explain to you... Everything is going wrong; I've lost everything I had. I have to sing this sad song to get back to her. And I'm gonna sing this song to you; And I want you, and I want you, and I want you, and I want you. And I wanna tell you everything is going through my mind, And I want to sing, and I want to sing, And I want to sing, and I want to sing this song with you, And I wanna sing this song to everyone. 'Cos I want them to understand what I talkin' about, I want you to understand, what I'm sayin'... (Fade)