Blind on a ledge, not a thing, not a
Road of broken heart not a thing, not at all
You know

Of things we hear nothing's there, nothing
She said Why do you watch me? said why?
You know

Maybe a good excuse not to give a fuck
But I
Care for you
Said alright
Could be a good excuse.

Full of love just returned just when
You lied it hurt and your pride your pride
Hurt Pride

And it is not a thing not a
You it hurt nothing and me
It is
These games are nothing.

Maybe a good excuse not to give a fuck
But I (But I But I But I)
But I don't want you
And don't want me
These games are nothing