Verse 1] I remember standing in a bit of rain And seeing my reflection in the windowpane Staring back with stranger's eyes Skin and bones in an overcoat Silhouette all bent and broke Counting coins for a bottle of wine Pride got the best of me And she took the rest of me Look close and all you'll see A man with nothing is fighting for something God bless nothing to lose To lose
[Verse 2] Dirty books and magazines Lovers on the movie screens Talking, walking my broken dreams in the cold Loneliness draws me near There's no way but up from here I'm stoned alone and it's clear A man with nothing is fighting for something God bless nothing to lose To lose
[Ending] A man with nothing is fighting for something God bless nothing to loseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
