I have a mandolin

I play it all night long

It makes me want to kill myself

I also have a dobro 

Made in some mountain range

Sounds like a mountain range in love 

But when I turn up the tone

On my electric guitar

I'm afraid of the dark without you close to me

I went out to the forest and caught 

A hundred thousand fireflies

As they ricochet round the room 

They remind me of your starry eyes

Someone else's might not have made me so sad 

But this is the worst night I ever had

'cause I'm afraid of the dark without you close to me

You won't be happy with me,

But give me one more chance

You won't be happy anyway

Why do we still live here 

In this repulsive town?  

All our friends are in New York

Why do we keep shrieking, 

when we mean soft things?  

We should be whispering all the time...