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 and steel  Like a set where nothing's real  Let them watching on a screen  I'm not put where things are seen