Nothing Left - Lou Doillon

So you got what you wanted

Surprised

Cut all the strings all the loose ends and what not

It’s face to face you and yourself

Oh but freedom doesn’t taste quite the same

When there’s no one around

My brain’s a mess

My heart’s a mess

And I’ve got nothing nothing left

My brain’s a mess

My heart’s a mess

And I’ve got nothing nothing left

The only one you would have trusted you failed

The one cold soul that kept you standing

In the back you stand

Nothing’s sacred in your hands

Freedom doesn’t taste quite the same

When there’s no one around

My brain’s a mess

My heart’s a mess

And I’ve got nothing nothing left

My brain’s a mess

My heart’s a mess

And I’ve got nothing nothing left

My brain’s a mess

My heart’s a mess

And I’ve got nothing nothing left

My brain’s a mess

And my heart’s a mess

And I’ve got nothing nothing left