Nothing to Lose - Andrew Combs

I remember standing

Bit of rain

And seeing my reflection

In the window pane

Staring back with stranger's eyes

Skin and bones in an over coat

Silhouette all bent and broke

Counting coins for a bottle of wine

Pride got the best of me

And she took the rest of me

Look close and all you'll see

A man with nothing

Is fighting for something

God bless nothing to lose

To lose

Dirty books and magazines

Lovers on the movie screens

Talking walking my broken dreams

In the cold

Loneliness draws me near

There's no way but up from here

I'm stoned alone and it's clear

A man with nothing

Is fighting for something

God bless nothing to lose

To lose

Ending

A man with nothing

Is fighting for something

God bless nothing to lose