They're makin' plans

They're talkin' strategy

That doesn't include me.

They made a model of a hideout

And little figurines

But now my little guy's got

Shattered dreams.

They don't want me, they don't need me

Now I'm all alone.

Sittin' with this coffee and a five-dollar scone.

I could help, but my hands are tied.

They left me standin' outside. (They don't want me)

(They don't need me) Me standin' outside

(They don't want me.) Oh, they left me standin' outside.