Don't you feel that every day,
you're waking up in the same old way,
the lights are on but there is no one home,
my mobile is my best friend,
checking my Facebook and the Twitter Trends
i'f i keep living life like this
then i will die alone in the end i feel like were going nowhere
the life I've had, i just nave nothing to declare and now again, I've got no friends,
and its the end, cause I'm forever setting trends. How come, all i want is one hundred miles away,
and now i guess, i haven't seen you for two years to the day
if i get back to you, I'm not sure i'll want to,
cause being with anyone else is better than you She, poisons every word she speaks,
makes air much harder to breathe,
and she cant get enough of it can she?