Walk The Streets

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

Cause 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