Nothing Good

Something

couldn’t come from nothing;

nothing good

ever came of loving

I suppose we coulda tried at a slightly better time,

I confess, the more I get to see of you the less I like

Something inside just don’t feel ripe

and before we got together everything was fine

Something

couldn’t come from nothing;

but nothing good

ever came of loving

You just lie there with your back turned every night

Now and again I wanna ask you did you like your life

before I stumbled in and set the house on fire

‘cause before I ever met you everything was fine