Nothing-Editors

The sun said nothing About my demise My fall to the floor Sparks from your stare Cascade into mine Started a war Started a war Monday morning Hungover, red eyes Hide it all away We walk through a crowd of strangers Two minutes from your door You lived there all your life Every conversation within you Starts a celebration in me Till I got nothing left I got nothing left Out of it you handle it for everyone Take a poison dart to my heart and then I'm gone Every conversation within you Starts a celebration in me Till I got nothing left I got nothing left These floorboards creaking My body's old The sun casts a shadow At dusk that cuts through your bones Your body and soul Every conversation within you Starts a celebration in me Till I got nothing left I got nothing left I got nothing left I got nothing left