Trampled The Front Bottoms

I never done it, only sold it
To a couple of my friends
And now they're telling me that they feel fine
And it's a backwards way of thinking
But it's all that I've got
So I will keep it in the back of my mind

And it's a lonely conversation with a stranger I met
Asking me what I'm gonna do tonight
But I will never sleep again, so you can come on over
I bet you think we both could work out fine

And it's a phone call, says you hate me
Your boyfriend wants to know where I've been
But it's a waste of time, you see I've lost weight
My bones are practically sticking through my skin

And it's a question of religion, a question I want answered
It's an answer that is in myself
But I am absent, and I am hollow
Most of the time, I think I'm someone else

And I am bored, just like a summer cop
Think what I'm doing's gonna make a difference
And I keep screaming and asking him to stop
But I doubt he will, because he never listens