Tác giả : Gary Numan
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it's cold outside 
And the paint's peeling off of my walls 
There's a man outside 
In a long coat, grey hat, smoking a cigarette 
 
Now the light fades out 
And i'm wondering what i'm doing in a room like this 
There's a knock on the door 
And just for a second i thought i remembered you 
 
 
So now i'm alone 
Now i can think for myself 
About little deals 
And *issues* 
And things that i just don't understand 
Like a white lie that night 
Or a slight touch at times 
I don't think it meant anything to you 
 
 
So i open the door 
It's the `friend' that i'd left in the hallway 
"please sit down" 
A candle lit a shadow on a wall near the bed 
 
 
You know i hate to ask 
But, are `friends' electric? 
Mine's broke down 
And now i've no one to love 
 
 
So i find out your reason 
For the phone calls and smiles 
And it hurts 
And i'm lonely 
And i should never have tried 
And i missed you tonight 
So it's time to leave 
You see this means everything to me