saturated loneliness.

... well I wish there was someone... to love me

When I used to be someone and I knew there was someone, that loved me. As I sit here frozen alone, even ghosts get tired and go home, as they crawl back under the stones.
And I wish there was something, please tell me theres something better and I wish there was something more than this saturated loneliness.

And I wish I could feel it and I wish I could steal it or abduct it, corrupt it, but I never can... it's just saturated loneliness
Does the silence get lonely? Who knows? I've been hearing it tell me... go home.
Cause the freaks are playing tonight, they packed up and turned out the lights
and I wish there was something (...)
And the bath waters cold, and this lifes getting old
i never can
never can