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 keeps running And you know Nothing ever happens here