I have a mandolin   I play it all night long   It makes me want to kill myself   I also have a dobro    Made in some mountain range   Sounds like a mountain range in love    But when I turn up the tone   On my electric guitar   I'm afraid of the dark without you close to me   I went out to the forest and caught    A hundred thousand fireflies   As they ricochet round the room    They remind me of your starry eyes   Someone else's might not have made me so sad    But this is the worst night I ever had   'cause I'm afraid of the dark without you close to me   You won't be happy with me,   But give me one more chance   You won't be happy anyway   Why do we still live here    In this repulsive town?    All our friends are in New York   Why do we keep shrieking,    when we mean soft things?    We should be whispering all the time...