I prayed to God that the angel of music Would come down and give me a song That the words would be true and say something so new That the world would start singing along And I was surprised when the angel replied With a note that he stuck to my door That said, "Nobody wants to hear songs anymore"
♪ I wrote a song for the love of my life And I bled into every note And I poured out my soul and surrendered control Into each line and lyric I wrote But when I finished singing, my lover just yawned And continued to stare at the floor Saying, "Nobody wants to hear songs anymore" ♪ Oh, when did it all get so boring? How did it all get so bad? Why does nobody care for a story? Swallowing hooks without lines or intentional rhymes But whatever, as long as we dance ♪ So pull down the staging and cancel the show Tell all the bands to go home Burn the piano and tear up the score 'Cause nobody wants to hear songs anymore