I'm so unhappy, what'll I do I long for somebody who Will sympathize with me I'm growing so tired of living alone I lie awake all night and cry Nobody loves me, that's why All by myself, in the morning All by myself, in the night I sit alone in a cosy Morris chair So unhappy there, playing solitaire All by myself, I get lonely Watching the clock on the shelf I'd like to rest my weary head on somebody's shoulder I hate to grow older all by myself My name and number are in the book The one that hangs on a hook In almost every drug store Why don't somebody bother to look My central tells me all day long Sorry, the number is wrong All by myself, in the morning All by myself, in the night I never have any sweetheart call on me The four walls seems to be My only company All by myself, it's so dreary Watching the clock on the shelf There must be someone knows The loving I could be giving Yet I keep on living All by myself