Are Friends Electric? The Dead Weather

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 wonder 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 don't understand
Like a white lie at night
Or a sly touch at times
I don't think it meant anything to you

So I open the door
It's the friend that I left in the hallway
Oh, please sit down
A candle lit the shadow on a wall near the bed

You know I have to ask
But are friends electric?
Mine's broke down
And now I've got no one to love