The sun says nothing 
About my demise, 
I fall to the floor. 
Sparks from your stare, 
Cascade into mind, 
The start of a war. 
Monday morning, 
Hungover, red eyes 
Hide it all the way. 
We walk through a crowd of strangers, 
Two minutes from your door, 
You've lived there all your life. 
Starts a celebration in me, 
Till I've got nothing left,
I've got nothing left. 
Out of it you'll handle it for everyone. 
Took a poison dart through my heart and then I'm gone. 
Out of it you'll handle it for everyone. 
Took a poison dart through my heart and then I'm gone. 
Every conversation within you, 
Starts a celebration in me, 
Till I've got nothing left, 
I've got nothing left. 
These floorboards are creaking, 
My body is old, 
The sun casts a shadow, 
A gust that cuts through your bones, 
Your body and soul. 
These floorboards are creaking, 
My body is old, 
The sun casts a shadow, 
A gust that cuts through your bones, 
Your body and soul. 
Every conversation within you, 
It starts a celebration in me, 
Till I've got nothing left, 
I've got nothing left. 
I've got nothing left. 
I've got nothing left. 
No, I've got nothing left. 
I've got nothing left.