Table Manners

Sitting at the table
Alone at dinner time
A little boy
Who used to dream
Who used to hear nursery rhymes
Watches out the window
As the world passes by
All alone at dinner time
He's trying not to cry

Sitting at the table
Playing with his food
A little boy
Wonders why he's left alone
To brood
Sitting at the table
Doing his own time
He figures since he's already here
Why the hell not do the crime