Nothing to You

Well my kind's been around forever

And I claim to be one of the few

But the lost cause of words walks away with my nerves

'Cause I'm gay as a choir boy for you

You got hair that recalls me of rivers

Runs softly while you dream of you

But your heart is so cold that it shivers

'Cause that I know is I'm nothing to you

And I followed you into the party

That no one invited me to

But alone I made love to my 40

And played make-believe it was you

But I watched you forget your belongings

And belongings you've got quite a few

I filled up your bags with my longings

And searched through this whole, wide city for you

And we'll walk 'neath the street lamps forever

You'll say you remind me of you

It's so damn cliche that it's clever

It's so fucking false, you think that it's true

'Cause I heard that you forgot that you were a lover

And lovers you've got one or two

But you can't tell one from the other

Now, mama, now you're nothing to you

And it's down by the riverside (wasting away)

And it's down by the riverside (beating the clay)

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