Текст песни
I say goodbye to my rainy day penny, I say goodbye to my just-in-case
I say goodbye to my childhood toys and the special editions that you can't replace
I'm selling clothes that'll never fit me, I'm selling books that I'll never read
I'm selling lives that I'll never live and the best laid plans that I'll never need
I'm selling everything I own except my weary beat-up soul
I'm getting back to what I need to let my instincts take control
I'm selling everything I own except my weary beat-up shoes
And I'll get ready when it comes 'cause I've got nothing left
No, I've got nothing left to lose
I say goodbye to the past and the future, I say goodbye to the things that are not
I say goodbye to the years I've wasted saving up to afford my own burial plot
I'm selling clothes that'll never fit me, I'm selling books that I'll never read
I'm selling lives that I'll never live and the best laid plans that I'll never need
I'm selling everything I own except my weary beat-up soul
I'm getting back to what I need to let my instincts take control
I'm selling everything I own except my weary beat-up shoes
And I'll get ready when it comes 'cause I've got nothing left
No, I've got nothing left to lose
I'm selling everything I own except my weary beat-up soul
I'm getting back to what I need to let my instincts take control
I'm selling everything I own except my weary beat-up shoes
And I'll get ready when it comes 'cause I've got nothing left
No, I've got nothing left to lose