I have nothing left to share.
The scars beneath my hair are bound
to show themselves one day
when my knees grow weak
and my memories fade away,
so when there's no one else's soul
to take but mine, I'll be just fine.
Yeah, I will be just fine.
Could you see yourself with me?
I'd be lying if I said I didn't
wish that we could be
friends again or anything at all,
so when there's no one else's
call to take but mine, I'll still be
on the other line.
I have nothing left to share.
I've given you my best I swear.