Nothin' to Say

Today I took it out with the trash That old box under my bed Full of letters I've never sent Full of lyrics you've never read Now I'm sittin' scribbling this At least it won't be lost in transit Or marked return to sender Cause I'm never gonna send it Oh, I'm so very sure You've heard it all before I keep watchin' the same videos On my phone, writin' words, you heard ages ago But I'm sick of your perfect face I'm so sick of your perfect name I'm perfectly sick Of nothin' to say When you left in November You left me a mess I've tried to scrub you from my head From my mouth, so I can’t say your name Oh, it's a carrot chase, just ripples in the Hudson, I'm keepin' words, all secured Writin' songs you'll never hear, I'd rather tell you nothin' Then it fall on deaf ears Ooh Oh, I'm so very sure You've heard it all before I keep watchin' the same videos On my phone, writin' words, you heard ages ago But I'm sick of your perfect face I'm so sick of your perfect name I'm perfectly sick Of nothin' to say You're so used to x's and o's Oh oh oh oh I'm locking 'em in a box like treasure They say never say never (And I'm not an ex just yet nah) Oh, I'm so very sure, You've heard this .... before, I keep watchin' the same videos On my phone, writin' words, you heard ages ago But I'm sick of your perfect face I'm so sick of your perfect name I'm perfectly sick Of nothin' to say Copyright © 2025 ElizaBeth All rights reserved