I'd stay awake all night, I'd never sleep again
Waiting on the light and waiting for the end
Until the song birds sing among the trees, when the sun hangs at 35 degrees
Nothing has a hold of me, nothing has a hold of me
You fabricate things and you tend to look better in your photos
The way that you portray yourself says a whole lot about your ego
And all my words sound better in my head, but I'll still sing them out loud until I'm dead
Nothing's got a hold of me, nothings has a hold of me
When will it matter that you're so self centered? I really hope it does before you're dead
So you can learn your lesson of your own pretension
Sorry but it needed to be said
I don't even like you anymore not that I expected you to care
Even when I was with you I didn't really feel like I was there
And so I'm glad that I brought things to an end
So you can steal the souls and the hearts of other men
Nothing has a hold of me nothings got a hold of me
Nothing's got a hold of me and you don't have a hold of me