Yeah, when the lights come on And we all shuffle home There's an emptiness I feel when I'm alone But I'm working hard and trying not to moan It is k**ing me to think that everyone will move away I'm still here hanging on and adjusting everyday It's the inconsistency that just gets the best of me It just gets the best of me The inevitability Am I the only one with nowhere else to be? The DJ played a song that Pruney said he didn't know 'Tom Sawyer' or 'Spirit of the Radio' Pa**ing on the Fish Tank steps Not very courteous Pruney could you tell me which night you're gonna be off work It's been a week of hell, but you're my favourite berk It's nights like these we're benefitting from your honesty Yeah, your honesty It's how I feel When I'm alone The lights came on We shuffled home