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Written by Robbie Williams and Guy Chambers, Singing for the Lonely pairs an upbeat, radio-friendly sound with some of Williams’ bleakest lyrics. Built around jangling guitars and a shimmering pop rhythm, it disguises self-doubt and exhaustion behind an energetic melody. The track was never released as a single but became a key part of the album’s emotional balance.
The song was recorded with producer Steve Power, who encouraged Williams to push his vocal performance. Sessions were fraught, and footage on the Where Egos Dare DVD shows the singer frustrated by multiple takes, struggling to capture the right tone. At one point he reportedly told the control room, “Take it off the album if I can’t sing it then,” revealing both perfectionism and vulnerability.
I was trying to get the right feeling, but I couldn’t find it. I was too in my head about it, and it nearly didn’t make the record.Robbie Williams
Lyrically, the song examines fame’s isolation and anxiety. Lines such as “So scared of what I’m doing all the time” and “I’m so sick of people’s expectations” reflect Williams’ struggle with the demands of success. The closing section erupts into a percussive, almost jungle-like beat — a cathartic release that undercuts the melancholy of the verses.
Though rarely discussed in retrospectives, Singing for the Lonely offers one of Williams’ most revealing self-portraits. Its contrast of bright pop production and confessional writing typifies the emotional duality at the heart of Sing When You’re Winning: the public entertainer masking private unease.
Lyrics
You're not the only one who feels this
So scared of what I'm doing
All the time
Here comes wasted head-space
Paranoia
Anger, misplaced feelings
Leave me nowhere
All the time
I don't wake up early every morning
'Cause the more I sleep the less I have to say
Scared of you always thinking that I'm boring
Stop me yawning my life away
Tender young confusion
Send black mariah for blue delusions
Lays heavy oh so heavy
On my mind
I'm so sick of people's expectations
Leaves me tired all the time
If your home's full of worthless aggravation
Then don't bring it to mine
I seem to spend my life
Just waiting for the chorus
'Cause the verse is never nearly
Good enough
The hooligan half of me
That steals from Woolworth's
While the other lives for love
I'm so sick of people's expectations
Leaves me tired all the time
If your home's full of worthless aggravation
Then don't bring it to mine
Singing for the lonely
You're not the only one who feels this
So scared of what I'm doing
All the time
Singing for the lonely
You're not the only one who feels this
Scared of what I'm doing
All the time
Credits
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Vocalist
Robbie Williams -
Songwriter
Robbie Williams, Guy Chambers