Tomorrow night would you be alone
I’m not the one who’s waiting by the telephone
You deal with your complacency in how you live your life
Don’t put your shame upon me by now I’m doing fine
Realizing that your life is a manic illusion
Programmed desensitized can’t feel the pain
People smile and say things that sound like love
What do they want
Do they really mean
What do they want
Do they want from me
Driving down the road at night
You got the radio blasting
Wondering about this life I lead, here on ever after
I keep thinking about it over and over
Again and again and again and again
Programmed desensitized can’t feel the pain
People smile and say things that sound like love
What do they want
Do they really mean
What do they want
Do they want from me
What do they want
Do they really mean
What do they want
Do they want from me
What do they want
Do they really mean
What do they want
Do they want from me
What do they want
Do they really mean
What do they want
Do they want from me
What do they want from me
What do they want from me