Standing on the station looking down the line
There's only one train every forty-five minutes
And you're the only one there
Except the man who sells the tickets
He can hardly speak English
And you stand on your own
You wish you were home
But you don't really care 
And you know
Nothing ever happens
Nothing ever changes
And nothing goes right
Can't stand to be alone on a Saturday night
And you know
It's a cold hard feeling
And you spent all your money 
And have nothing to show
And you wish you were home
But the meter [bad word] And you know 
Nothing ever happens here