You're Nothing - Get Your Gun

A few years, that’s all it took

To lose all sense of direction

A small god, like a balinese child

And your sense of entitlement was electric

Now the moon is up and your worn down

From dissecting, directing and defining your life

So you get up, to go out, to give in, to your doubts

With your white man moaning barely locked up inside

And the caveman and the caved man finally found a way to steer

And there she was, jumping, in a puddle of our dreams

She took you in and you tried your best

To ignore the dog scratching the door

But the moon is up and you’re worn out

So you get up, to go out, to give in, to your doubts

‘Cause you have pedestals to build, and you have holes to fill

Still you’re hiding from your lows, afraid of heights, you’ll never know

That she rewrote her nightmare and you can’t even remember your own dreams

You just wake up, longing, for a love you could lose

‘Cause you’re nothing, You’re nothing without a woman’s touch

You’re nothing, You’re nothing without her foot in the door

And I meant nothing, I meant nothing with the words I said

But I meant everything, I meant everything with the love I gave