it's the sound of lonely days   falling down like rain on this place   please don't count the lonely days   let this town fade to gray      endless rows of houses fuse   and there's never any news   because there's nowhere to go but crazy   so we go      we just hang around in malls   up until the army calls   because there's nowhere to go but crazy   as you know      nothing good is on TV   no one falls in love with me   and there's nobody to fall in love with   so I don't      don't forget to stop and smell the glue   no one falls in love with you   and there's nobody to fall in love with   just the phone