Vārdi: Darius Rucker. Charleston, SC 1966. I Got Nothin'.

It's my third cup of coffee
Fifth time I've said I'm sorry
The sun slowly peaking through the glass
Says we been up all night

We both know where this is going
It's been a long time coming
Is it really over?
Is this really goodbye?

Maybe I should say something
Maybe you'd change your mind
Maybe, maybe
Buy a little more time

But I got nothin'
No magic words
To stop your leavin'
To end this hurt

I'm just blank
I'm staring into space
Praying please, please let me think of something
'Cause I got nothin'

I watch you pack your things
You look down at your ring
You slowly slip it off and then
You lay it on our bed

Maybe I should pick it up
And get down on my knees
Tell you what you wanna hear
And give you what you need

But I got nothin'
No magic words
To stop your leavin'
To end this hurt

I'm just blank
I'm staring into space
Praying please, please let me think of something
'Cause I got nothin'

You're almost at the door
And you stop and turn around
Your eyes are begging me
Please say something right now

But I got nothin'
No magic words
To stop your leavin'
And I can't end this hurt

I'm just blank
I'm staring into space
Praying please, please let me think of something
'Cause if you go, I got nothin'