I spent six months on the road watching the trees through the window singin' my songs to packed-in shows girls fill the whole front row, oh but it don't mean a thing
the scene's insane on the low bathroom stalls packed full of snow anything you want is yours and the go suicide girls at the door, oh but it don't mean a thing if you're not here if you're not here
but it don't mean a thing
I'm in a brand-new Cadillac the engine purrs the paint spills black rollin' with homies who don't know how to act and we all got our seats pushed back but it don't mean a thing
if you're not here! this ain't another love song
I'm trying to figure out what's right or wrong before we're gone, oh let's stand outside of all regret and share another cigarette before we're gone, oh
it seems the party never ends hundred dollar tab bill, so-called friends they promise and smile and laugh and pretend that they all wanna share the syringe, oh-h but it don't mean a thing
I sing this song from inside behind all the walls, behind all the pride for fear that I'll never realize that you are the prize and it don't mean a thing if you're not here this ain't another love song
I'm trying to figure out what's right or wrong before we're gone, oh-h let's stand outside of all regret and share another cigarette before we're gone, oh-h
you go ahead and reapply your chapstick me, I'm gonna take my last sip before we're gone
you run ahead and call shotgun I don't, and then you frown and say I'm not fun before we're gone before we're gone.