What more can I say To keep you up What more can I give I can't give enough What more can I beg What more can I steal To show you these things inside are real I, I owe nothing I'm, lacking something And she'll never know the lengths I would go to change I, I owe nothing, nothing to you Too flat on my back To make some kind of stand Too tied up in chains Tied by my own hands I've got nothing to live for Nothing good enough to die for Nothing to hold my head up high I, I owe nothing I'm, lacking something And she'll never know the lengths I would go to change I, I owe nothing, nothing to you