Lou Doillon - Nothing Left

So you got what you wanted
Surprised
Cut all the strings, all the loose ends

And what now
Well it's face to face
You and yourself
Oh but freedom doesn't taste quite the same
When there's no one around

My brain's amiss, and my heart's a mess
And I've got nothing, nothing left
My brain's amiss, and my heart's a mess
And I've got nothing, nothing left

The only one you ever trusted
You failed
The one gold soul that kept you standing
In the back you stabbed
Is there nothing sacred
In your hands
Oh but freedom doesn't taste quite the same
When there's no one around

My brain's amiss, and my heart's a mess
And I've got nothing, nothing left
My brain's amiss, and my heart's a mess
And I've got nothing, nothing left

My brain's amiss, and my heart's a mess
And I've got nothing, nothing left
My brain's amiss, and my heart's a mess
And I've got nothing, nothing left