What you say, on the TV
Where you at, it’s strange to me
When you back, things are happening
What’s the point, you don’t talk to me

It’s strange when you don’t think at all
You find yourself a job
Throw it away, cos you think you’re wonderful
But you must realise
That something’s can go wrong
Still you’re a fake
You got no one

I can’t judge, where you stand now
Sleepless nights are your answer
We’ll wait up, but not for you again
Its takes time, I doubt you have it

(outro) ‘You still got no one’ (repeated)
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