It doesn't mean muchnWhen You look me in the eyenNothing left to do but crynNothing left to say but goodbyennNo, it doesn't mean a damn thing at allnWhen I push it down insidenTo that deep dark place where you still hidennI lost myselfnSomewhere in the space betweennWhat you used to mean to menAnd what I know can never bennPick up my shattered hopesnRecite these worn-out, tatter poemsnJust for you, just for younnNo it doesn't mean much at allnWhen you just sit back and watch me fallnNo it doesn't mean a goddamn thingnWon't you give me one sad song to sing?nnDoesn't mean muchnWhen you look me in the eyenGot no more tears left to crynPatch these broken wings and flynnAway from you...