Hello? Is This Thing On?

Sometimes you don't say nothing cause you got nothing to say 
And sometimes you tell it all cause no one's listening anyway 
And you don't know for certain but you think you might be a bore 
Don't wanna be nobody's burden so you just hit the dance floor 
Cause the opportunities presented stop you dead stuttering on the sentences 
You just get so tired of smiling and nodding like you are interested 
Small talk's asking questions that no one cares about what the answer is 
Somewhat of a necessity I guess it is but 
Watching others conversation from your place against the wall 
You'd have something worth saying if you could only find a place in the bathroom stall 
But remember when you come out don't you dare look inside the bathroom mirror 
you might see you are there but barely wondering what you are waiting for 
What is it what was it and does it even matter anymore 
Hey, am I making any sense at all? 
Does anyone here speak English? 
Cuz everybody's acting like I'm crazy 
Hey, is this thing on?
And I must confess or maybe you've already guessed 
The you is me, I made up the rest 
And don't you know sometimes I could just kill for a good conversation