Aren't you tired of the boredom
And wishing you could sleep
Nobody's there to hear your secrets
The ones you'd like to keep
Gave up
What's the point in living that way
The same lines
From the story you threw away
You can't hear
But nobody's got nothing to day...
Do you wish there was a hotline
To call up all your friends
But there ain't nobody answering
You're on your own again
So what?
Everyone is bored here alone
Don't give up
Disconnecting telephones
And Maybe
You'll find the answers all on your own...
And it's sad but true my friend
You can never go back home again
You can never go back home again...