He’s got a lot to say.
He’s good at being what he’s not,
And gives nothing away.
Another day goes on bye.
And another speaks his heart,
Oh no no no,
He takes his chance with what he got,
It’s too late, now, to stop.
Chorus: You push and pull and struggle with the knot,
It’s time you’re hurting while your fade in.
You give and you take it, taken what you got.
Round and round till it breaks, yeah.
You push and pull and struggle with the knot,
It’s time you’re hurting while you fade in to your life.
Verse 2:Mr. Nothing is late.
He’s running out of time. Oh no.
His questions where the chance of faith,
But never show a sign.
He looks to the sky, for a glimpse of what it means
And now it never made, made no sense to him.