| Song | Nothing New |
| Artist | The Waifs |
| Album | Up All Night |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I’m going to dress up tonight | |
| And I’ll look real pretty for | |
| I don’t know who | |
| I’ll find my own way around this great big city | |
| And I’m gonna sit at a bar and | |
| I’ll have a drink | |
| I’ll leave you to revel in your youthful yearnings | |
| I know you like to visit them from time to time | |
| And like a thief | |
| I steal the words you write to her | |
| I take them to my heart and | |
| I wish them to be mine | |
| But this is nothing new | |
| But it ain’t nothing | |
| Well this is nothing new | |
| But it ain’t nothing | |
| You long for sweetness | |
| Does mine make you sickly | |
| Or maybe I no longer have the sweetness you require | |
| There’s nothing sweet about a heart so embittered | |
| It’s ugly and it’s cold and tonight it’s out for hire | |
| But it ain’t nothing new | |
| But this ain’t nothing | |
| Well this is nothing new | |
| But it ain’t nothing | |
| We live through this day after day | |
| And complacency’s a curse | |
| But you just can’t escape it | |
| And I’ve arrived at that place where my tolerance gave way | |
| And I struggle to hold my head up high | |
| But it ain’t nothing new this is nothing new | |
| But it ain’t nothing |
| I' m going to dress up tonight | |
| And I' ll look real pretty for | |
| I don' t know who | |
| I' ll find my own way around this great big city | |
| And I' m gonna sit at a bar and | |
| I' ll have a drink | |
| I' ll leave you to revel in your youthful yearnings | |
| I know you like to visit them from time to time | |
| And like a thief | |
| I steal the words you write to her | |
| I take them to my heart and | |
| I wish them to be mine | |
| But this is nothing new | |
| But it ain' t nothing | |
| Well this is nothing new | |
| But it ain' t nothing | |
| You long for sweetness | |
| Does mine make you sickly | |
| Or maybe I no longer have the sweetness you require | |
| There' s nothing sweet about a heart so embittered | |
| It' s ugly and it' s cold and tonight it' s out for hire | |
| But it ain' t nothing new | |
| But this ain' t nothing | |
| Well this is nothing new | |
| But it ain' t nothing | |
| We live through this day after day | |
| And complacency' s a curse | |
| But you just can' t escape it | |
| And I' ve arrived at that place where my tolerance gave way | |
| And I struggle to hold my head up high | |
| But it ain' t nothing new this is nothing new | |
| But it ain' t nothing |
| I' m going to dress up tonight | |
| And I' ll look real pretty for | |
| I don' t know who | |
| I' ll find my own way around this great big city | |
| And I' m gonna sit at a bar and | |
| I' ll have a drink | |
| I' ll leave you to revel in your youthful yearnings | |
| I know you like to visit them from time to time | |
| And like a thief | |
| I steal the words you write to her | |
| I take them to my heart and | |
| I wish them to be mine | |
| But this is nothing new | |
| But it ain' t nothing | |
| Well this is nothing new | |
| But it ain' t nothing | |
| You long for sweetness | |
| Does mine make you sickly | |
| Or maybe I no longer have the sweetness you require | |
| There' s nothing sweet about a heart so embittered | |
| It' s ugly and it' s cold and tonight it' s out for hire | |
| But it ain' t nothing new | |
| But this ain' t nothing | |
| Well this is nothing new | |
| But it ain' t nothing | |
| We live through this day after day | |
| And complacency' s a curse | |
| But you just can' t escape it | |
| And I' ve arrived at that place where my tolerance gave way | |
| And I struggle to hold my head up high | |
| But it ain' t nothing new this is nothing new | |
| But it ain' t nothing |