Nothing

Hey mama, when you leave

Don't leave a thing behind

I don't want nothing

Can't use nothing

Take care into the hall

And if you see my friend

Tell him I'm fine

Not using nothing

Almost wearing down my eyes

And threw my ears down to the floor

I didn't see nothing

I didn't hear nothing

I stood there like a block of stone

Knowing all I had to know

And nothing more

Man, that's nothing

All those lovers are trouble, son

Locked in each other's arms

And you better pray

That they never find you

'Cause your back ain't strong enough

For burdens double-fold

That crush you down

Down into nothing

Being born is going blind

Bowing down a thousand times

Echoes strong

And pure temptation

Sorrow and solitude

These are the precious things

And the only words

That are worth remembering

Sorrow and solitude

These are the precious things

And the only words

That are worth remembering