I'll never get you outta my mind It keeps me awake and it keeps me alive Now that you finally figured me out I can go home and rest easier now So what's left to lose? Now that I've got nothing, you're having your doubts Pack all of your bags and move them all out Now that I've got nothing you're having doubts What am I supposed to do now? I haven't felt quite like myself For months on end I spend more nights on the floor Than in my own bed And I never see my family or my friends anymore And I'll write more apologies than metaphors So what's left to lose? What am I, what am I supposed to do now? What's left to lose? Now that I've got nothing, you're having your doubts Pack all of your bags and move them all out Now that I've got nothing you're having doubts What am I supposed to do now? What's left to lose? What am I supposed to do without you? What's left to lose? What am I supposed to do without you? Now that I've got nothing, you're having your doubts Pack all of your bags and move them all out Now that I've got nothing you're having doubts What am I supposed to do now?
