The time we had felt like a trapdoor
Bound to go away beneath me
As Hank sang “It don't hurt anymore”
It sure didn’t hurt any less either
Nothing left to lose
Nothing left to win
And I knew the joke was over
But when did it begin
Tried to borrow some colors off your rainbow
When I had nothing left in mine
But like sand in the hourglass our days were
Pulverized, imprisoned time
Nothing left to lose
Nothing left to win
And I knew the joke was over
But when did it begin
Like the quiet between my parents
After a fight they both managed to lose
What hurt was not so much the beating
But knowing there would be a bruise
Nothing left to lose
Nothing left to win
And I knew the joke was over
But when did it begin