you won't even know   who you are or what you're doing   just you and your shadow on the wall   you won't even get nothing for christmas   no one will take you to the mall   you'll be alone      you'll be waiting by the phone   waiting for my call   you'll sit nervously waiting for it to ring   you'll be waiting by the phone   hoping it will ring   but it won't ring   because I won't call      you'll bite into your fingernails   and spit them on the floor   yeah you won't have no fingernails no more   you'll think about the good times    that we used to have   while staring at the cobwebs on your door   and you'll be all alone      the clock will tick   and it will make you sick   as every moment of your life   passes by   you'll contemplate suicide    with a knife one night   and it won't be nice   you'll be all alone      yes no will be there to stop you   no one to clear your head   no one to talk to you out of it   no one to hear the last words that you said   no one will shed a tear   no one will be there to find you dead   because you'll be all alone