the city

this town is made of aluminum, this town is made of glass, why can't you see that?, why can't you understand and come to the city?, press one, with my thumb, for my messages, but you only leave me rocks, why can't you call back?, i tried you twenty times i'm sick of the city, everything's harder here, everyone's so cold, the city is not so inviting when you have no one to hold, there's no one to hold, the city is a stop sign