When the fever comes To take care of my soul And there's no one else Yes there's no one else Open up your eyes I've got nothing to say There's no one else but us In this little place Moving like the rain

Rock bottom I got nothing left to hide I got nothing left but pride Nothing left to say Don't bring that shit to me I ain't your bitch, I ain't your boy I ain't no god damn motherfucking toy I'm not dead, I'm still alive You don't like it, you can go

I'm in that kind of mood I'm gonna say what I need If it's the last thing I do I do, I do, I do I've thrown my hat in the ring I've got nothing to lose With you, with you, with you I'll go under your wing I'll slot right in between the

Oh, walk away She's looking to love you There's nothing to say Just turn your head and walk away Lord she's handsome as she flows across the floor Nothing I've seen in my life has ever pleased me more She's got the look of freedom, and it makes you think

Walking around at midnight Looking for my marking stone I was born an honest way One foot go the right way I feel like I'm itching Well I am an old man I've got nothing more to say Take me to higher ground I wondered on back home

All or nothing If you go all in, you got a lot to lose, my friend If you say "all in", you don't get to choose again You know what you're doing, but the clock is ticking Give it your best and then you're onto something And keeps on getting closer, closer

Go back to your trailer Girl we ain’t friends we’re just neighbors There ain’t nothing to see here Keep your two cents on your side of the fence You say that you’re watching the birds out the window Well I’ve got a bird you can watch You ain’t gotta act

Don't descend Alright now He's just a loner He never says hello A friend to no one He's got no place to go He don't look happy He look through furtive eyes He ain't got nothing

Lady double dealer Get outta my way You got nothing to say I'm gettin' tired of you There ain't no chance Doin' what you wanna do I've been down down down down down Got to get my feet back on the ground I ain't satisfied

I can't sing no song of hope As my guitar lies bleeding in my arms I can't write a love song the way I feel today I've got nothing to say Misery likes company I like the way that sounds I've been trying to find the meaning So I can write it down Staring