How can you have so many things? When in the end all you have is nothing All the possessions and cash in the bank But the reality is you have nothing Food on the table a roof over your head The fact is you could still have nothing No need to work to support yourself But still it all adds up to nothing The thing that is missing even when multiplied by ten Still comes up to be equal to nothing People around you just don't understand Leaving you feeling you're nothing What is the point to giving your all When in return you end up with nothing Material things just a distraction in life Without someone to love you there's nothing