NADA

(Hello?) I'm too pretty for this mess It's giving me distress Only speaking dum, dum, dum, dum I'm too busy with my plans I got my own two hands And they're going down, down, down, down In your dreams You be touchin me It's so sad to see I know, you know It's kind of criminal Soon as I'm alone You pick up the phone and call Now you wanna talk about it Talk about it, talk about it Didn't then, but now you wanna SHH, I feel nothing, nada Life is gonna bite you harder Too late now to love me louder Didn't then, but now you wanna SHH, I feel nothing, nada (I feel nothing, nada) (I feel nothing, nada) How are you still speaking when I'm trying to leave? Don't you know you're dead to me?, I'm trying to grieve Cuz It's too little and too late I'm doing super great You gave me nada Na-nada It's kind of criminal Soon as I'm alone You pick up the phone and call Now you wanna talk about it Talk about it, talk about it Didn't then, but now you wanna SHH, I feel nothing, nada Life is gonna bite you harder Too late now to love me louder Didn't then, but now you wanna SHH, I feel nothing, nada (I feel nothing, nada) (I feel nothing, nada) (I feel nothing, nada) (I feel nothing, nada)