I'm sorry but no one wants to come to your party
They'll make an excuse but I know the truth
I'm sorry but no one wants to call you on the telephone
And now you'll sit there all alone

I try to get in touch with you
Nobody else does, 'cause nobody likes you
I try to make your point go through
bobody listens, 'causa nobody likes you

You could always change your identity
But what yould it do to help your sense of security?
You could always complain all by yourself
But what would it do to help your mental health?

You're crying, I know
You're crying, all alone