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 says, "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
 C'mon, you must think something of him
 Fall in love to fall right out
 And break apart without a sound
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 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
 C'mon, 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 7:00 p.m. outside and the light is gone"
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 Are you gonna stay clear?
 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
 C'mon, 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