А-а-а, а-а-а Day gives way to night In the twilight city, the streetlights burn The one who is loneliest of all Will sit in the house of cigarettes until dawn
Ah-ah-ah, dialing The forgotten numbers of simple phone lines Ah-ah-ah, cursing The sounds of unanswered rings
To burn all the old letters And immediately regret it Out of resentment or drama Just to erase everything from memory
Ah-ah-ah, dialing The forgotten numbers of simple phone lines Ah-ah-ah, cursing The sounds of unanswered rings
In desperate attempts to come to terms You don't notice how you're going crazy Before bed you decide to pray In the hope that the darkness will dissipate
Ah-ah-ah, dialing The forgotten numbers of simple phone lines Ah-ah-ah, cursing The sounds of unanswered rings