An empty seat, The back of the class...
You're skin and bones,
But I say nothing,
you'll yell and scream,
and in the end... it's no good.
It seems to me
nothing's being done,
But, really, it's none of my business,
I'm just a friend,
a concerned friend,
there's no point for me to worry,
to get involved,
is there?
Yeah.
(Right.)