I don't want to hear that din It's started again and i am afraid I don't want to hear that noise My dad is a void and speech is a choice I don't want to prod that sore You're starting to bore be down to my core I don't want to hear that thing it's started Again and i am irate Saturday saturday all alone I pray for no one's call My day my day on my own I ask for nothing more I've waited all the week for saturday When no one's at my door I waited long and lonely days to find my Hiding from the world I don't want to join your throng You say that you're strong But i think you're wrong I don't want to be the same Why do you disdain When for this i am All alone again