I don't have plans and schemes And I don't have hopes and dreams I, I, I don't have anything Since I don't have you And I don't have fond desires And I don't have happy hours I, I, I don't have anything Since I don't have you Happiness and I guess I never will again When you walked out on me In walked old misery And she's been here Since then (Yeah, we're fucked) I don't have love to share And I don't have one who cares I, I, I don't have anything Since I don't have you You, you, you, oh, oh You, you, you, oh, oh You, you, you, oh, oh You, you, you, oh, oh You, you, you, oh, yeah