The sun said nothing
About my demise
My fall to the floorSparks from your stare
Cascade into mine
Started a war
Started a warMonday morning
Hungover, red eyes
Hide it all the wayWe walk through a crowd of strangers
Two minutes from your door
You lived there all your lifeEvery conversation within you
Starts a celebration in me
Till I got nothing left
I got nothing leftOut of it you handle it for everyone
Take a poison dart to my heart and then I'm goneEvery conversation within you
Starts a celebration in me
Till I got nothing left
I got nothing leftOoh
Ooh
These floorboards creaking
My body's old
The sun casts a shadow
At dusk that cuts through your bones
Your body and soulEvery conversation within you
Starts a celebration in me
Till I got nothing left
I got nothing left
I got nothing left
I got nothing left
Ooh
I got nothing left
I got nothing left
Songwriters
GREG CAMP, PHARRELL WILLIAMS, PHARRELL L WILLIAMS, VICTOR J SANTIAGOPublished by
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