My eyes are sore, but I can still see
If you figure out what it's for
Then send it back to me
Eight years, you know,
Since you've had this dose
It wasn't yesterday, so why'd you give it to me
And I'm finding it hard to keep
What's left of me
From tearing at the seams
Is it nothing or are things
We'll have to wait and see
Show me that face, tell me what did he say?
Stolen kisses in your hideaway place
You fell around, you drank the whole damn town You wouldn't run, you're too scared to stand your ground
And I'm finding it hard to keep
What's left of me
From tearing at the seams
Is it nothing or are things
We'll have to wait and see
We'll have to wait and see
Now you know what the difference is
There's a distance in heaven and sin
Now you know what the difference is
There's a distance in heaven and your sin
And I'm finding it hard to keep
What's left of me
From tearing at the seams
Is it nothing or are things
Am I nothing at all?
Am I nothing or all things
Am I nothing or all things
Am I nothing
Was it nothing or all things
Was it nothing or all things