take a seat have a cigarette we re here to help you to forget to snap you shut like a castanet tell me where it all went wrong why don t you write the kind of songs for people to sing along i used to play the violin now i spend my days just listening in you have no friends you won t be missed i m here to tell you that you don t exist you have no friends you won t be missed i m here to tell you that you don t exist there s just one door out of here you can save your career or you can disappear our glorious leader would advise some kind of compromise anything else would be unwise i used to play the tambourine now i spend my days just listening in you have no friends you won t be missed i m here to tell you that you don t exist you have no friends you won t be missed i m here to tell you that you don t exist