No One in the End

What else can you do? Where else can you go? Why won't they call me back? There is no one in the end, No end in the end. I'm burning my own hair. No more cellophane, No more cellophane, No more people. What else can you do? Where else can you go? Why won't they contact me? When the story's over, The drama's over, I'm singing to myself. No more cellophane, No more cellophane, No more people, oh, no. No more people. I hate, I hate, I hate, I hate, I hate, I hate, I hate, I hate, I hate, I hate, I hate, I hate, I hate, I hate, I hate, I hate, No, No, No, No. When the story's over, The drama's over, I'm singing to myself. No more cellophane, No more cellophane, No more people, No more cellophane, No more cellophane, No more people, oh, no, No more people.