Sanoja: Graham Coxon. R U Lonely.

When all the nights are dream
And not really what they seem
I'd cut my hair in spite
And set my hands on fire

R u lonely?
R u lonely?
R u lonely?

In the daylight hours
I go out and kill the flowers
Faces all too clear
Keep on looming near

R u lonely?
R u lonely?
R u lonely?