Nothing
Is on my mind
The dream that I had
Washed away in the tide
Calling to me
Like ships in the night
The big empty room
With vertical blinds

I'm tired of love
And I'm burned out on God
On my way down
Let it be just for fun

I lit a match
And let go first
The clutch went bad
And spun on forever
The summer in my hair
And God in the sheets
I'm not a man
If you're not a queen

But I'm tired of love
And I'm burned out on God
On my way down
Let it be just for fun

There's no time to waste feeling bad about it
Everyone that you are I've been
Or maybe not
Strange is the charm
And cellophane heart

So tired of love
And burned out on God
On my way down
Let it be just for fun