Don’t talk, just text, call waiting, your next,
I’ll skype you, its free, this means nothing to me!

We chat MSN with people listening, you blog I read,
This means nothing to me! Talk to me I dying, 
technology is frying up my soul

And your credit is low, and wifi won’t go 
and your signal is weakening,
And your filled up with spam,
don’t you know who I am,
Come round and talk to me, technology.

You pop up occasionally, attached with MP3, 
Iphone or a Galaxy, this means nothing to me, 
Talk to me I dying, 
technology is frying up my soul