Material possessions stand
High above respect, my friend
They come and go, and it shows
The truth and what lies beyond
Living in this foreign land
How does it feel, my friend
They call your name, you call again
There's no return, in the end
Lie and cheat
It's a friend you lack
Cell phone's waiting
So call her back
And tell her to fuck off
Take control
While you still can
Believe in nothing
Make your stand
In the middle of nowhere
She don't care about your problems
She don't care about your life
She don't care about your problems
She can't even find the right time
Wasted time, recycled air
How does that make you feel
Everything's got a name
And it's not an easy thing to steal
Lie and cheat
It's a friend you lack
Cell phone's waiting
So call her back
And tell her to fuck off
Take control
While you still can
Believe in nothing
Make your stand
In the middle of nowhere
They call your name, you call again
There's no return, in the end