I got nothin' for you

You can look under my rug

I got no smack for you

You're entranced from that drug



I got no tears for you

I got nothin' to worry about

I got no fear for you no-no-no

My guns I just lay around



My body is achin' inside out

And my nose is always cold

Am I still twenty-four

Or am I starting to grow old?

Am I growin' old?



Suicide is just a state of mind

Not for me, I've got places to hide

Day to day, nights are wicked

Stealin' is my way of life

I got to pay my bills today,

Where'd I leave my knife?



No-no-no-no

I've got nothin' for you

Nothin' for you