Nothing at All

Crooked headboard

Crooked bed

Crooked landlord is raising your rent

If it's under freezing, overnight

Pray to Jesus, that engine will light

You say it's nothing at all

The kind of thing that just goes away on its own

Fascination

Flashing lights

Tractor trailer right through the divider

Half an hour

Half a mile

Have to ask 'bout that look in your eyes

You say it's nothing at all

The kind of thing that just goes away on its own

But it's going so slow

The smell of winter on your coat

Brought it with you from out of the cold

Hardly knew you

Hardly time

Hard to move from that place in my mind

Should be nothing at all

The kind of thing that just goes away on its own

But it's going so slow