Lots of Nothing

Oh, the morning of the comedown
My eyes on the road
She's tugging at the stitches
Shaking in the cold
She said, "Pull into the servo, honey
I need to get some air"
Hover in the brake light lit up
She's pulling out her hair
My head's filled with lots of nothing
Come on, you must think something of him
Fall in love to fall right out
And break apart without a sound
If you really want to stay, can we let the record state
That I don't want no part of this? I just wanna be here in case
Yeah, this has been a long lunch, honey
It's adding up on the bill
I don't know where you get that money
She says, "Don't ask, I won't tell"
My head's filled with lots of nothing
Come on, you must think something of him
Fall in love to fall right out
And break apart without a sound
Well, I've never felt like I was coming of age
So I don't fear the change
She said, "Can you walk me home?
It's 7PM outside and the light is gone"
Are you going to stay here?
Was that the idea here?
What was that one line
You told me the last time?
Said I never felt like this
But that was a lie, 'cause I haven't felt in years
She said, "Call me when you get home"
I would if I could, if I hadn't lost my phone
And my head's filled with lots of nothing
Come on, you must think something of him
Fall in love to fall right out
And break apart without a sound
And I've never felt like this before