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)