you won't even know 
who you are or what you're doing 
just you and your shadow on the wall 
you won't even get nothing for christmas 
no one will take you to the mall 
you'll be alone 

you'll be waiting by the phone 
waiting for my call 
you'll sit nervously waiting for it to ring 
you'll be waiting by the phone 
hoping it will ring 
but it won't ring 
because I won't call 

you'll bite into your fingernails 
and spit them on the floor 
yeah you won't have no fingernails no more 
you'll think about the good times 
that we used to have 
while staring at the cobwebs on your door 
and you'll be all alone 

the clock will tick 
and it will make you sick 
as every moment of your life 
passes by 
you'll contemplate suicide 
with a knife one night 
and it won't be nice 
you'll be all alone 

yes no will be there to stop you 
no one to clear your head 
no one to talk to you out of it 
no one to hear the last words that you said 
no one will shed a tear 
no one will be there to find you dead 
because you'll be all alone