If anyone is making lists
count me with the nihilists tonight
Out on 23rd and Fig, half naked, and drunk, and high
And when I come through swinging, you can hear me singing

Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters
Yeah, 'cause if it did, I couldn't handle it

And anyone can have a go
If you wanna touch me, let me know
And when I'm at my lowest low
that's when I'm most comfortable

And when I come through swinging, you can hear me singing
And on the pavement later, you can hear me whisper

Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters
Yeah, 'cause if it did, I couldn't handle it

So count me with the nihilists, tonight, I guess
You can count me with the nihilists tonight
So count me the nihilists, tonight, I guess
You can count me with the nihilists

Pour me one more or whatever
Pour me one more or whatever
Nothing really matters, really matters
Pour me one more or whatever
Pour me one more or whatever
Nothing really matters, really matters

So count me with the nihilists, tonight, I guess
You can count me with the nihilists tonight
Count me the nihilists, tonight, I guess
You can count me with the nihilists tonight