I have a song to write,
And I have nothing to tell,
So would you please be kind
And help me part this hell.

There’s a whole blank page
Lying in front of me
And I’ve got this contract signed,
So please inspire me.

Can’t talk of women, can’t talk of guns,
Can’t talk about nothing, it’s all been done.
I haven’t got nothing more to say,
So I’ll just repeat this till I fade away.