Is it the clock on the wall or is it nothing at all?
Is it the rain on the window falling?
Is it the washing machine that keeps on startling me?
Is it the sound of you not calling?

Who knows? I don't
It's just the sound of being alone
It comes, it goes
It's just the sound of being alone
Too much of anything is never a good thing
Is it a bad thing I'm good on my own?
I could say anything, nobody's listening
It's just the sound of being alone
Oh-oh, oh-oh

Is it the voice in my head or monsters under my bed?
Or is it just another midnight siren?
Is it the steps up the stairs or someone that used to be there?
Some illusion that the world calls silencе

Oh, who knows? I don't
It's just the sound of being alone
It comеs, it goes
It's just the sound of being alone
Too much of anything is never a good thing
Is it a bad thing I'm good on my own?
I could say anything, nobody's listening
It's just the sound of being alone
It's just the sound of—
Yeah

Oh, I hate it, I hate it
I curse it, I blame it
For feeling like I'm losing my mind
I can't take it, can't take it
I'm lovely, I'm breaking
And I really think I'm losing my mind
Oh, am I really losing my mind?

Is it the clock on the wall or is it nothing at all?
Is it the rain on the window falling?
It's just the sound of being alone
It's just the sound of being alone