Nothing to give
Nothing is coming back
And I don't care
Just like I never do

Working so hard
Can buy anything you want
You don't sing along
You just bite your tongue

But you got a list
And you got a plan
And you throw your mighty fist

'Cause that's how you are
That's just what you do
Walking to your car
In your big black boots

You used to write, spill out your insides
But it never gets you high like it used to, no
But maybe it can and maybe it would
But you never will close that door for good

But you got some tricks in the palm of your hands
You've had enough and you're making a stand
Oh you've got ideas in the back of your head
And I know just what you'll do
'Cause that's how you are
That's just what you do
Though I might be far
It's just me and you
And you feel at home in your parachute
Spend the afternoon taking in the view, oh, oh

If you never will
Then you never can
And I know you know that

'Cause that's how you are
You know what to do
Waiting up all night
When you don't want to, oh
And you feel so warm
Just like you used to
Got a long, long walk
In those big black boots, oh, oh