Whole Lotta Nothing

I felt nothing

Punching numbers in his phone, nothing

When he asked to take me home, nothing

When he tells me he's up early for work, nothing

When he undoes my shirt

I felt nothing

Reading book titles on his shelf, nothing

As I watched his face fold in on itself

And through pupils dilated, I see a girl lying naked

In the nothing

A whole lot of nothing

Just don't leave me alone with me

She won't stop asking me

If I think she's hot or not

Please don't leave me alone with me

She won't stop telling me

"Love's gonna come when you least expect it

So don't leave the house without looking splendid"

Oh, nothing

Comes to girls who sit and yearn, nothing

He is nothing

And to dust he shall return

So unerotic, but every antibiotic

Is a lesson the body must learn

[Instrumental Break]

I'm cornered in the kitchen

Hands in each other's pockets

Where they coked up, acquaintance

Says, "If you two are quite finished

There's an orgy going down in the orchestra pit"

If you're looking for catharsis, my darling, this is it

This is it, this is it

This is it

But nothing

Compares to how you held me, oh, gently

Oh, god, this is unhealthy

So I'll keep on changing partners

Like I'm goddamn Patti Page

'Til I'm thirty, I die of old age