I don''t have plans and schemes,
And I don''t have hopes and dreams.
I don''t have anything,
Since I don''t have you.
And I don''t have fond desires,
Guns N'' Roses
and I don''t have happy hours.
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 ol'' misery,
And he''s been here since then.
(spoken) Yeah, we''re fucked!
I don''t have love to share,
And I don''t have one who cares.
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!