Nails on a chalkboard A dream and then, I see your face again Words you were singing Years ago, it feels like yesterday But I'm coming around I can only get the sweet little sound of white noise Can you hear me through the static White noise Put your brain on automatic Late in the evening I'm out again, looking for a friend Lost in the music And in the den, I hear your voice again 500 watts, ain't no wonder that my ears are shot From the sound of white noise Can you hear me through the static White noise Put your brain on automatic Nails on a chalkboard I dream and then, I see your face again Words you were singing Years ago, it feels like yesterday