It's Over, It's Nothing

It's gone and I'm lost
And I've tossed away love
Without weighing the cost
And I'm sombre as sundays
Lonely as steel guitars
Sick as stray cats now
'Cause you feel so far

And could you please fix me?
You mixed up my plans
I'll be damned till I'm sixty
I'm old inside
I'm hiding behind my youth
Inside my eyes is where you can find the truth

It's over, it's nothing
I'm glad I was sober
I knew you were bluffing
But holy fuck it stings
When you say those things
To pull my puppet strings

It's over and done with
There's some shit I hate
And I fear I've become it
But I can switch and shift
And turn these lumps of coal
Into Christmas gifts

And If I had you, I could make it
Through one whole day without telling a lie
If I had you, I would know
That life was more than a piss in the dark
If I had you, I could stop
These years from slipping away through time
If I had you, I would know
That we would never be missing that spark

I'm a man beaten senseless
Defenseless against a barrage of relentless
Kicks and blows and sticks
And some makeshift knives
I almost prayed they'd stay
And please take this life

I'm ugly and bucktoothed
My fucked youth's been wasted
Can't wait to be cut loose
But I'm not griping
Wipe all your tears away
It feels like lightning each time I hear you say

It's over, it's nothing
I'm glad I was sober
I knew you were bluffing
But holy fuck it stings
When you say those things
To pull my puppet strings

It's over and done with
There's some shit I hate
And I fear I've become it
But I can switch and shift
And turn these lumps of coal
Into Christmas gifts

But if I had you, I could make it
Through one whole year without thinking of you
If I had you, I could make it
Through one whole day without saying your name
If I had you, I could make it
Through one night without drinking for two
If I had you, I could spend 
These years lost, at least I'm not paying in pain

You're gone and I'm lost
And I've tossed away love without weighing the costs
But what I lack in words
Is flowing from my heart and going back to yours
I'm doing the right thing
The shite thing about it is it's not exciting
Because I'm licked and lost
Feeling like a coin being flipped and tossed

It's over, it's nothing
I'm glad I was sober
I knew you were bluffing
But holy fuck it stings
When you say those things
To pull my puppet strings

It's over and done with
There's some shit I hate
And I fear I've become it
But I can switch and shift 
And turn these lumps of coal
Into Christmas gifts

And if I had you...