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