Hate Song

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 --- Hate Song - Daniel Johnston