Somebody's screaming, looking at the ceiling, Everything's so funny, I don't have any money. People don't even know me, but they know how to show me. Why can't you be nicer to me? My pride is dying, I think I'm all done lying. Nobody's sharing, so I stop caring. All alone and walking, nobody's talking. Why can't you be nicer to me? Well, the wind is blowing, where am I going? Off a bridge and falling, nobody's calling. On the ground and laying, nobody's praying. Why can't you be nicer to me?