I walk the streets on a saturday night

the skies are dim but the neon is bright

the lights are warm but the pavement is cold

love is bought and bodies are sold



Doesn't mean a thing to me

I'm just one of so many

I don't feel a thing at all

I'm not waiting for your call



I'm not in love

and I don't want to

I'm good for nothing

cuz nothing is true



People searching about tonight

Looking for someone

No one seems right

the ? warm and bodies are cold

Love is bought and bodies are sold



The world is made of glass

Like a set where nothing's real

Let them watching on a screen

I'm not put where things are seen