Mr. nothing's got a lot,
He's got a lot to say,
He's good at being what he's not,
Gives nothing away,
Another day goes on by,
And he never speaks his heart,
He takes his chance with what he's got,
It's too late now to stop...

You push and you pull and struggle with the knot,
It's tying you up while you're fadin',
You give and you take and take what you got,
'round and 'round 'till it breaks and,
You push and you pull and struggle with the knot,
It's tying you up while you're fadin' into your lie...

Mr. nothing is late,
He's running out of time,
He questions whether chance or fate will ever show a sign,
Looks to the sky above,
For a glimpse of what it means,
And never, never, never make,
Make no sense to him...

You push and you pull and struggle with the knot,
It's tying you up while you're fadin',
You give and you take and take what you got,
'round and 'round 'till it breaks and,
You push and you pull and struggle with the knot,
It's tying you up while you're fadin' into your lie...
You push and you pull it...