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?