For those who have nothing
Except a couple of smokes
A cat who's old
And a split ring around the soul
Watch how they sleep
Do they twist turn and weep
Thinking of that someone they'll never keep to meet
You never get to keep
Fine if you don't want me
This seems like a silly curse
That longing for the only one
And for them let's have a toast
Shoot off some champagne
Click glasses for a chime
For the lovers who have nothing
Nothing is just fine