Where's your life, dear? Has it gone AWOL? Oh, I see You never bothered to enlist Where's your mind now? Not even listening, not even awake Oh, have you ever been? It's your choice To live or to suffer Where's your voice? Stand up, [stand up] to your mother You never call your brother Now your guns are drawn Have you been waiting to take me out? To stick one in my back? Well put your phasers down, girl The hour is growing cold Oh, so cold The lights are out on the bridge tonight The streets are lonely and awful I don't expect to change your mind And empty all words are all I hear, it's all we seem to be Just pin them down and make a break from everything we know Everything we know It's your choice To live or to suffer Where's your voice? Stand up, [stand up] to [for] your mother You never call your [x7]