Nothin' for You

I got nothin' for you You can look under my rug I got no smack for you You're entranced from that drug I got no tears for you I got nothin' to worry about I got no fear for you no-no-no My guns I just lay around My body is achin' inside out And my nose is always cold Am I still twenty-four Or am I starting to grow old? Am I growin' old? Suicide is just a state of mind Not for me, I've got places to hide Day to day, nights are wicked Stealin' is my way of life I got to pay my bills today, Where'd I leave my knife? No-no-no-no I've got nothin' for you Nothin' for you