Lyrics:

Girl, I know you're not coming back anymore,
So why oh why do I keep on watching the door?
I talk to you as though you can hear what I say,
But I'll lose my mind if I keep on acting this way.

Got to get a hold of myself;
Got to make believe I don't care;
Got to go someplace, find a brand new face;
Got to get out and get somewhere.

Got to get a hold of myself;
Got to take what life has to give;
Got to give it a try, can't lay down and die;
Got to get a hold of myself.

Late at night I hear footsteps sound down the hall,
And I kid myself that you're coming back after all.
Telephone rings but there's no one on the line,
No, no, no.
When I stop and think, I know it's all in my mind.

Got to get a hold of myself;
Got to make believe I don't care;
Got to go someplace, find a brand new face;
Got to get out and get somewhere.

Got to get a hold of myself;
Got to take what life has to give;
Got to give it a try, can't lay down and die;
Got to get a hold of myself.