Walk The Streets (The Epoxies)

I walk the streets on a Saturday night The skies are dim but the neon is bright The lights are warm but the pavement is cold Love is bought and bodies are sold Doesn't mean a thing to me I'm just one of so many I don't feel a thing at all I'm not waiting for your call I'm not in love And I don't want to I'm good for nothing Cause nothing is true People searching about tonight Looking for someone No one seems right The ? warm and bodies are cold Love is bought and bodies are sold The world is made of glass Like a set where nothing's real Let them watching on a screen I'm not put where things are seen