Song | Nothing New |
Artist | The Waifs |
Album | Up All Night |
I’m going to dress up tonight | |
And I’ll look real pretty for | |
I don’t know who | |
I’ll find my own way around this great big city | |
And I’m gonna sit at a bar and | |
I’ll have a drink | |
I’ll leave you to revel in your youthful yearnings | |
I know you like to visit them from time to time | |
And like a thief | |
I steal the words you write to her | |
I take them to my heart and | |
I wish them to be mine | |
But this is nothing new | |
But it ain’t nothing | |
Well this is nothing new | |
But it ain’t nothing | |
You long for sweetness | |
Does mine make you sickly | |
Or maybe I no longer have the sweetness you require | |
There’s nothing sweet about a heart so embittered | |
It’s ugly and it’s cold and tonight it’s out for hire | |
But it ain’t nothing new | |
But this ain’t nothing | |
Well this is nothing new | |
But it ain’t nothing | |
We live through this day after day | |
And complacency’s a curse | |
But you just can’t escape it | |
And I’ve arrived at that place where my tolerance gave way | |
And I struggle to hold my head up high | |
But it ain’t nothing new this is nothing new | |
But it ain’t nothing |
I' m going to dress up tonight | |
And I' ll look real pretty for | |
I don' t know who | |
I' ll find my own way around this great big city | |
And I' m gonna sit at a bar and | |
I' ll have a drink | |
I' ll leave you to revel in your youthful yearnings | |
I know you like to visit them from time to time | |
And like a thief | |
I steal the words you write to her | |
I take them to my heart and | |
I wish them to be mine | |
But this is nothing new | |
But it ain' t nothing | |
Well this is nothing new | |
But it ain' t nothing | |
You long for sweetness | |
Does mine make you sickly | |
Or maybe I no longer have the sweetness you require | |
There' s nothing sweet about a heart so embittered | |
It' s ugly and it' s cold and tonight it' s out for hire | |
But it ain' t nothing new | |
But this ain' t nothing | |
Well this is nothing new | |
But it ain' t nothing | |
We live through this day after day | |
And complacency' s a curse | |
But you just can' t escape it | |
And I' ve arrived at that place where my tolerance gave way | |
And I struggle to hold my head up high | |
But it ain' t nothing new this is nothing new | |
But it ain' t nothing |