make something out of nothing
and read it out like i'm on the news
just feed me temporary loving
and i take it all to get over you
i'd rather not talk and just let it go
i know that it might seem radical
sucking out the air that you breathe
uh-oh it's slow and i forget all ready
can't breath from the smoke
teardrops they well from nothing
they come and go with the morning blues
one hundred miles and running
but the signs they all lead back to you
i'd rather not talk and just let it go
i know that it might seem radical
sucking out the air that you breathe
uh-oh it's slow and i forget all ready
can't breath from the smoke
make something out of nothing
and it's all kicked out with the morning dew